I never would have imagined that God would call me to be where I am right now.
I never, ever would have imagined where He would call me to next.
I never, ever would have imagined where He would call me to next.
I am blessed. I am blessed beyond measure. I am blessed that for these four months, I get to wake up every day knowing that I am at the center of God’s will. I get to wake up in Africa. I get to wake up on one of the poorest, most struggling, and most starving continent in the world. I get to wake up every day knowing that my work is cut out for me. I get to wake up, and go outside, and tell people the name Jesus. I get to wake up and make a difference.
I love that God has called me to serve. I love knowing every day that He fills me up with more of Himself so that I can pour that out into the people of eastern Africa.
I love that He has given me a calling and a stirring and a desire for more.
My constant desire is to find where God is calling me to, and to get there. It is so clear to me doing ministry these past months that this lifestyle is what He has for me right now. And as I seek His will for the season after this, it is clear that that is to be back out on the mission field.
I want to wake up in a place in a place that seems broken beyond repair. I want to wake up in a place where worthlessness, and emptiness, and modern slavery has taken hold over an entire culture. I want to wake up, and go outside, and bring the light of Christ to a place overtaken by darkness. I want to wake up every day to the place where I know that God has called me to.
Come January, I am going to wake up every day in Calcutta, India.
India is a third-world nation so deeply consumed in human trafficking that it is has become impossible for many to escape. So much so, that over 100 million people in India are involved in trafficking-related activities-making it soon to be the most populous country for sex trade in the world(1). Women are trafficked into India for sexual exploitation, others are forced into prostitution- having to choose to let go of their dignity in order to keep their families alive. All the while, their children are often forced by pimps into lifestyles of hard labor and begging on the streets.
Through the months of January until May, I will be living in one of the biggest red-light districts in Asia, working with children who are results and indirect victims of sex slavery. Even at their young age, this lifestyle is all they know, it is all they’ve seen, and it is what defines them. And although these children are captives to human trafficking, that does not have to be what defines them anymore. It is not their fault, it is not their choice, and it is not who they are. This is not their fate. There is more to this life than what they know.
I love that I have the opportunity not only just to go to such a broken place, but to get to live there. To wake up there every single day. To wake up and invest in the lives of these people, specifically these kids, who just desperately need to be invested in. To wake up and tell them the name of Jesus. To wake up, and go outside, and to show them the abundant life and beauty and worth that they have in Him. I am excited that I get to show love to women and children who have never been shown love before. Not because I in myself love, but because I have the contagious love of Christ embedded in me. A love that can change their outlook on life and drive out the lies of worthlessness that live in them. An unconditional love that heals, that redeems. A love that transforms.
A love that I am dying to share.
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(1) Statistics derived from http://freedomcenter.org/freedom-forum/index.php/2009/05/india-epicenter-human-trafficking/
