I have the gift of adaptability, but the curse
of resistance to change. This is what I've come to believe about change: it's
good, in the way that childbirth is good, and heartbreak is good, and failure
is good. By that, I mean it's incredibly painful, exponentially moreso if you
fight it, and also that is has the potential to open you up, to open life up,
to deliver you right into the palm of God's hand, which is where you wanted to
be all along, except you were too busy pushing and pulling your life into exactly
what you thought it should be.
I've
learned the hard way that change is one of God's greatest gifts, and most
useful tools. Change can push us, pull us, rebuke and remake us. It can show us
who we've become, in the worst ways, and also in the best ways. I've learned
that it's not something to run away from, as though we could, and that in many
cases, change is the function of God's graciousness, not life's cruelty. Finding patience in the process. I am in awe
with the art of Story. And the way the Master Storyteller weaves us together in
all of these specific ways.
Every
2 minutes a girl is trafficked for the purposes of sex exploitation. Her
average age is 13.
The
purpose of the #CloseToHomeTour that I’ve joined, is to challenge the Church to
rise to its potential in the fight to end global sex trafficking. The tour
hasn’t even begun yet and I’m already on the verge of tears at how faithful God
is to my heart. In the brief time I’ve spent with the team, and hearing David
speak about the vision for this non-profit and campaign, my own horizons have
already been broadened.
Sexual
exploitation doesn’t begin with an accidental click of a button. It doesn’t
begin with assault. Once we recognize that we exploit the opposite sex with our
thoughts, our pursuits, our attemps to fill empty voids, we are able to take
responsibility and Jesus is able to rid our hearts of these chains that HE has
already loosened us from – the only thing keeping us enslaved is our own hold
on those chains. We exploit others
by making another person our idol, our god. We exploit by manipulating them
with our words and our actions. We exploit by using their bodies to appease our
selfish desires. The issue of sexual exploitation is close to home… it’s in
each one of our hearts. We are also the ones that need to be rescued, and in serving, we can actually be liberated and help others to be liberated.
The exploitation of people will only cease to exist once
we, as a Body, recognize how we have given ourselves over to our addiction to
sexual immorality. I have a hope that we, as humans, would stop looking for
someone to fill us, and instead be filled by The One who knows our hearts best.
I have a dream that ministries can meet and hearts’ desires can combine and
powerful relationships can be raised up in the name of the Kingdom. That prayers be like breaths, and
worship be uncontainable.
I believe in a Kingdom to come and a Kingdom that is
already being revealed, here and now.
I'm coming to understand the scripture: 'so Abraham went out,
not knowing where he was going' a little more. Laying down everything in my
hands and my heart - trusting in the One who can do abundantly more than all I
can ask or imagine into the unknown. "Through example births leadership". I asked God specifically not to make me a leader. I'm not wise or deep or eloquent -- in fact, I'm quite broken and awkward and flawed. But I can walk in a manner worthy of the calling that I've received, and acknowledge my own desperate need for a Savior. And in doing so, allow others the freedom to do the same.

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