I've always wanted to go on a mission trip, I can remember when I was about 8 years old my dad, two sisters and oldest brother went to the Dominican Republic. Since then I wanted to leave the states and travel to different countries, but that was mainly why I wanted to go. Yes, I loved Jesus, but not enough to try to tell someone about him with a translator.
That was me until about a year ago in May. That's when the reality of death and the need for Christ became real. I had wanted to love Jesus just enough to get a pass into Heaven, but not more. On May 5th 2012 God became real to me, my best friend's brother Joshua Eddy had died. I prayed the whole next day for my best friend and her family. I cry so many tears. Josh had a strong love for the Lord. He wanted to share God's love with others, and he's passion changed my life and many others. So this year I went to Gleanings for the Hungry to help bring others to Christ, but I wasn't actually face to face showing God's love to unsaved.
God has place a need in my heart to love the unloved. The past week I've been praying about a country that as gripped my heart. A country with people who need love. When I went to church this last Sunday, I cried during worship. Almost every song was about God's love. I cried for the children who didn't know that love, but what made me cry more was that I had been keeping that love for myself. Like the servant who hid his talent, instead of inventing in it.
"...from those who do nothing, even what little they have will be taken away." -Mathew 25:29
I don't want to do nothing anymore. I want to love. I really like the song "Made to Love" by Toby Mac, we were all designed to love, and be loved.
"This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you." -John 15:12