Dear God...

Dear God,

This morning I woke up with such an intense yearning to go back overseas. It is a yearning so deep that it actually makes my heart ache. Many people probably can't understand why I would be ever so glad and ready to swap the comforts our modern society for a humble abode overseas.( When I say overseas, I mean the mission field). My happiest memories are from the times when I had the least. Things don't make people happy...
I am tired of the rat-race, and the striving after things that don't matter in the light of eternity. How can we get so comfortable, and forget so quickly why we are here in this world?

When I see pictures of starving children, or of war-torn countries, I can't just turn my eyes away and pretend it does not exist. I have tried that, but it does not work, and I don't want it to.
I KNOW hunger, hopelessness, abuse, filth, and ravaging diseases exist in many parts of the world. I have seen it with my own eyes, and those images are forever ingrained in my memory. I know that many people have to walk miles in order to fetch contaminated water-the only water they have. I know that many people try to eke out an existence, only to have their crops destroyed by drought or flooding.
I know that many people die because they have no place to get good medical treatment, or no money to pay for it.

Oh dear God, my heart is breaking. Here I am living a comfortable life, and doing so little for You... I know this place is a mission field, but...

I don't know what Your plan is for my life, but I am willing to go wherever You send me. Through Your help I will try to be a missionary here until I finish my education, but Lord if after that You would have me go to some remote village in a far-away land, I am willing to go. I no longer want to try to close my eyes to all the suffering and pain, but rather let my heart be broken for a world in need. Open my eyes, and show me how I can most effectively serve You.

I may not be the smartest, and most gifted person, but I lay everything I have down at Your feet.

May my life be a life that is spent for You.

Your daughter,

Ariane 

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