(This posts follows continuity with today's earlier post, A Fool's (Fill in the Blank Here), and another post, Where Time Can't Be Rushed.)
With the reality that my dad has now reached Annapolis, I certainly know that my days in Puerto Rico are counted. We still don't know when we are leaving, but it must be sometime soon. But leaving Puerto Rico leaves a new order in my dreams, goals, and perceptions. God's waiting has let me know his love and grace.
The thought of leaving is not the only thing running down my mind. I have never expected to become a... missionary!? On my school, AND my own computer!?
I had something called a "confra", or a confraternity in the school I studied in 10th grade. People from school reunite, and worship and speak of the Word accordingly. There was always one, until a few years ago. And how could God use a freshman to open up that door to the Gospel to the school... AGAIN!? I never expected to become the leader of a school worship session. I could count to many people going there. I had plans for next semester. But, now that I'm leaving, what am I gonna do with it?
I also have never expected to write a blog. For many people to support these devotionals written by a 15-year-old (I'm 16 in September), it's many to praise the Lord for it. Drawing from many experiences, I believe the Lord has used them for good, and for mutual help on this journey. Now I check the Commonwealth page about 10 times a day! (No kidding! I don't keep count!). Now I know why Paul told Timothy:
What's the adventure I'll get when I touch American soil? To be honest, I don't know. But there is till one hope: Jesus is the one, where things are never expected.
With the reality that my dad has now reached Annapolis, I certainly know that my days in Puerto Rico are counted. We still don't know when we are leaving, but it must be sometime soon. But leaving Puerto Rico leaves a new order in my dreams, goals, and perceptions. God's waiting has let me know his love and grace.
The thought of leaving is not the only thing running down my mind. I have never expected to become a... missionary!? On my school, AND my own computer!?
I had something called a "confra", or a confraternity in the school I studied in 10th grade. People from school reunite, and worship and speak of the Word accordingly. There was always one, until a few years ago. And how could God use a freshman to open up that door to the Gospel to the school... AGAIN!? I never expected to become the leader of a school worship session. I could count to many people going there. I had plans for next semester. But, now that I'm leaving, what am I gonna do with it?
I also have never expected to write a blog. For many people to support these devotionals written by a 15-year-old (I'm 16 in September), it's many to praise the Lord for it. Drawing from many experiences, I believe the Lord has used them for good, and for mutual help on this journey. Now I check the Commonwealth page about 10 times a day! (No kidding! I don't keep count!). Now I know why Paul told Timothy:
For more ridiculed, foolish, stupid, egotistical, fanatistical, asinine, and shleppy I've been, made, and acted for, God is still working His work in me. And in that, I am content.Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for
the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity. (1 Timothy 4:12)
What's the adventure I'll get when I touch American soil? To be honest, I don't know. But there is till one hope: Jesus is the one, where things are never expected.
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