COUNTRY MUSIC & ALL

“I know you called me to the nations, so why are you bringing me to Nashville Tennessee, I DON’T EVEN LIKE COUNTRY MUSIC.”

That was pretty much my exact prayer when I found out that I would be starting this new journey in Nashville.

I knew that was what God wanted,

But I have a “why?!” problem when it comes to taking direct orders from

Well…

Anyone.

As I drove into my apartment complex, my new home,

I was overwhelmed by all the beautiful,

and different,

faces.

Kurdish, Syrian, and Burmese kids were all playing outside.

A few hours later I got a knock on my door and opened it to find a beautiful Sudanese woman staring back at me welcoming me in what sounded like the most beautiful African accent I’ve ever heard…

As I layed my head down for the first night in my new home I began to weep…

I had been so hesitant and almost irritated because God called me out of Swaziland to a refugee community in the country music capital of the world.

I was just so sure that God called me to international work.

I though for sure I was going to be living out of a suitcase and plane hopping for the rest of my life… or at least be somewhere with a different language.

(I am so dumb when it comes to planning my own life.)

So there I was, laying in my bed journaling, when it occurred to me that I was doing what God has called me to do,

I was reaching the nations.

They are just at my  f r o n t   d o o r

Christ brought the nations

To

Me.

Tuesday night we had out first “outreach night” in my apartment complex.

It consisted of endless games of tag and soccer with some of the most beautiful kids I have ever met, from all over the globe.

The night ended with singing, praying, and of course…

Popsicles (:

No, I’m not thousands of miles away from America,

No I am not living in a hut (this time)

No I am not getting my passport stamped,

But this what ”international work” looks like for me today.

This is what my going “to the ends of the earth” looks like right now.

What’s yours?

We see such a small picture of God’s giant plan.

I’m so glad He holds my schedule even on the days where I don’t necessarily trust Him with it…

Country music and all.

 

To The Ends of the Earth

-B

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