Kingdom Tag in the Post Office

I went crazy at the FedEx Office center. After copying and cutting, I stuffed nearly 75 envelopes! Next, my 75 "friends" and I went for a drive down Santo Rd. to the nearest USPS station. It was a lovely drive for a Wednesday afternoon. After waiting in line for about 10 minutes, I walked up to the mail clerk. I said, "So I have about 75 letters to mail, what would be the best way to..." the clerk smiled, "Buy stamps and stamp them yourself."

I knew she was going to tell me this. Still, I thought I would ask just to make sure a new innovative machine hadn't been created since my last stop at the Post Office. I must say, if you like people watching, stand in the Post Office. It is so entertaining!

Sending my letters felt freeing. I felt like I was in a game of tag with Jesus (even though He can probably run faster than I), it was as if I tagged Him and said, "Hah, Now you're it!" I get to step back and watch God move. I eagerly wait for others to respond. I wonder if this is how God feels sometimes about us. I think sometimes He "tags" us, but instead of moving we freeze up, or we say we don't want to play anymore, or the phone rings, or we get a new message on Facebook. How many times have I ignored God when He's been tagging me? I want to be as excited to play with Him as He is to play with me! Kingdom Tag, is what I am now going to call it. Haha!

Stay tuned and feel free to leave your comments!

Floundering Doesn't Make Me a Fish

Yesterday, my afternoon was devoted to entering addresses into a beautiful Excel spreadsheet! I was amazed how quickly people responded when I messaged those whose addresses I didn't have. God guided me through the whole afternoon and it was so reassuring to know that when I am doing His work I see, hear, and feel Him so closely! I heard God's voice yesterday.

I will admit, Sunday was not the best day. My last official day of Spring break meant that reality was about to set in and all I wanted was to push PAUSE (the button that looks like II). I knew what was coming--7 classes each with something due in the next 2 weeks, sending support letters, college group, and work. I had no problem stressing myself out. I can go from relaxed to panicked in about 60 seconds--let me know when the next Saab can do that! Oh yeah--I drive a Saab story, huh if only I could let a tear out as easily as she can haha.

Looking back on Sunday, I realized I did not spend time alone with God. Simply going to church is not enough, preparing for and going to a Malawian/Ugandan culture training is not enough, singing along with KLOVE is close, but not enough. The only thing that is enough is Jesus Christ Himself (three-in-one).

Lord knows I am constantly swimming in His see of grace. Sometimes I am floating vertically, sometimes sinking, sometimes sprinting through the waves, sometimes face down in the water, sometimes floating on my back. On Sunday, I was holding my breath under the water watching all the other fish swimming around. I wished right then I too could swim into the coral reef and hide from the bigger fish.

Monday morning quickly came. I hit snooze more than three times. After my first class, I sat in my car with 1 Timothy 6 in my hands. I am happy to be the young woman He created me to be and not a fish swimming around in the coral. The Holy Spirit, in my weakness, provided me peace the whole day and I actually fell asleep quickly in the night. Praise be to Him for taking the bigger fish out of my sight.

God, gently reminded me AGAIN that He IS in control, IS real, and wants to give me more peace than I could ever imagine.

Just Keep Swimming,

Sarah

Welcome to My Little World

Hello and Welcome to my world!

The purpose of this blog is to enable those who genuinely care, the ability to follow, join, and partner with me. Specifically I have created this blog for my upcoming mission to Malawi, Africa.

My vision for this blog is to provide a snapshot of my heart, mind, and pictures of my trip, team, etc. Please feel free to leave comments and words of encouragement, wisdom, & truth.

Sincerely,

Sarah C: