Today was about dying. The whole concept of live dead is being willing to die, and going to people who may kill you because of faith in Jesus. I don’t think I’m there yet, and I probably don’t need to be. If someone were to randomly pull a gun on me, and force to deny Jesus, I know I wouldn’t. I’d be willing to die in that situation. But would I be willing to go, and take my family to a place where it’s likely we would die. That I don’t know. But I don’t need to know right now, because that isn’t where God is calling me.
What God is calling me to do is to pray and give and support those who are going and have gone. I’ve had a passion birthed inside of me the past 12 months for people all over the world who need Jesus, and I want to be part of that. But I also want to be part of what God is doing in young people right here in the USA. I enjoy seeing young people get excited, called, and ready to leave to do things God isn’t asking of me. It sounds weird, but I would find it to be a great privilege to have worked with a student that God called to go, who then died on the mission field. It means we’re all doing our part. Scary, huh?
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