“And work for the peace and prosperity of the city where I sent you into exile. Pray to the LORD for it, for its welfare will determine your welfare.”-Jeremiah 29:7…
Not that Knoxville is like exile, but like the Israelites, I get so focused on the future that I forget where ABBA has set me to shine in the present. I find this to be Suchhhh a hard thing to grasp. ssooo hard. For my whole life, I've dreamed of traveling the world... changing it, one life at a time. I've dreamed of getting off a plane and stepping into a whole new world... I dream of putting my feet down on the part of the earth called Africa. I've dreamed of holding little babies and praying that ABBA would rise these children up to be people after HIS heart. I dream of going to India... I've dreamed of being a Mother Teresa of some sort. I want to hold the untouchables and show them that I believe that they are beautiful and that they are treasures in the eyes of their Creator. I desire to work in orphanages... to laugh, to cry, to love...to be the hands of my precious Jesus to this world. I want so badly to not leave this world without making an impact. I want to always be someone that Jesus uses to change the world. I want to love as radically as He loves.
But the Holy Spirit reminds my heart that I am in the place that I am supposed to be...I am in this place that I feel like is my "exile" and sometimes, honestly, I just hate it. I just beg ABBA to send me somewhere, to let something finally work out... and HE keeps saying, "Daughter, I have already sent you...I've sent you to Knoxville....for such a time as this...Pray for it...Work for peace in this city I have put you in..."
Yes, ABBA. Here I stand... in Knoxville... with a mind longing to be in Africa...but with a heart longing to do Your will, wherever You put me.
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