I recently saw one of those instantly relatable and endlessly re-shareable images on Facebook; “If you’re worried that you have ruined God’s plans for your life, don’t worry my friend, you are not that powerful.” It was a quote that I would have found helpful when I was 30, or 24, or 21, or 18, or 13…
When I was 10 or 11, I was pretty confident I knew and understood God’s plan for the rest of my life… raise money for street kids in Brazil, learn Portuguese or Spanish, go to South America to be a missionary working with street children.
Things got off to a strong start, we formed a fundraising group, washed cars, made our own poetry book, wrote letters to Tearfund. Age 13, I hit the first hurdle, the Upper School (we were under the 3-tier system), I was going to offered French and German, not Spanish or Portuguese. Not to worry! God would have a way round this. As the next few years progressed, life became more and more complex and a move to South America became all the more distant. Perhaps God was calling me to mission somewhere in this country? Manchester perhaps? It was all going on up there! Trips to Summer missions would fuel my interest and excitement but somewhere in the midst of all that, I heard God tell me very clearly that he didn’t want me to move to South America or Manchester or anywhere, he wanted me to work in my home community to share Jesus with the children and young people who lived there.
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