Indian Preacher Man

Church was especially good today. An Indian (India, not Native American :) ) native and missionary came and shared about his life and ministry. I love when missionaries come to visit and share. It seriously pumps me up. However, it also makes me feel so discontent. I go through those thoughts of feeling like I'm wasting my time and money when I could be on the mission field. The fact is, I won't have my bachelors degree until May 2013. Yikes! Ahhhh I just itch to leave the country sometimes. Just drop everything and leave. I did it once. And went to Cambodia for three months. I don't regret it. However, I don't foresee myself just dropping everything again and peacing out- at least not until I'm done with school. So, what do I do? Short term trips are practical. I guess I just don't like the feeling of being "tied down" with school. I try to remember Paul, John and Baptist and Jesus in these times because they too went through a long season of preparation. I just hope I'm doing the right thing, by being in school... spending thousands upon thousands of dollars hoping it will bring an open door for a job and ministry in the future. I just love Jesus and want to learn to fully embrace today, and also seize every opportunity given by Him. So, these are my thoughts for today :)

sea shell

I am not one to write poems (if that's what this is...)- it's simply just my heart.

I am a seashell
Being tossed from wave to wave
Crashing 'round by the inconsistencies of life
Sometimes I feel strong
At times, oh so weak
And sometimes I feel brave
Then at times, I cower in fear
At the top of the wave I am free- full of life and a moment of bliss
As it curls, I fight it in a panic
And crash to the bottom of the sea
Sometimes I'm full of faith
At times, I can't help but doubt
And sometimes I walk in grace
Then at times, I fight my fights alone
At the bottom of the sea I am pulled out to deep waters
Deeper, deeper
And in a sudden, rise up and get caught in the wave
Swiftly I rise to the top- full of life and a moment of bliss
Then it curls
Sometimes I'm so secure
At times, I don't know who I am
And sometimes I'm so content
Then at times, can't seem to live in the moment

Though life is inconsistent- in every way- there is one constant in my life.
He is the same yesterday, today, and forever.