Blurb of my journey...

I have always had a heart for justice.  I feel like my story is similar to so many others - I've heard the stories, seen the statistics, seen the faces, encountered God's heart of compassion, and become undone so many times with a desire to fight for justice on the earth.  But to be honest, actually knowing where to go from there stopped the momentum of my heart.  It just seems so big!  Yes, I believe God can use me in spite of all my weaknesses and feelings of inadequacy; but how can I fight in an army if I don't even know where to enlist?  Because of this, I put many of those dreams and desires on the shelf, thinking it was for "another time."  "One day God will use me to fight injustices."  "Sometime in the distant future I will get vision for what I can do."

Needless to say, when I was presented with the opportunity to actually be on the ground level, working with victims of injustice, I was scared out of my mind.  That dream had felt so safe from a good distance away.  But now I had to make a decision - Am I willing to go after the things the Lord has put on my heart?  Or am I content having the dreams and prophetic words written on note-cards for me to pull out every once in a while in order to stir up my spirit?  Am I willing to let prophetic words make me feel good about myself, or will I let them move me to action?

I love how raising awareness on social justice issues has swept across the States.  It is so powerful for people to really see what is going on in our world.  But when are we going to go past the "raising awareness" stage?  We love being inspired.  Those inspirational movies that move you to tears, stir up your spirit, and make you think, "Yes!  I can change the world," often rise to the tops of the charts.  Why?  We all want to know that we could actually make a difference in this world.  We want to know that we have purpose.  But so often, once those strong emotions simmer down, we let ourselves off the hook by the comforting thought that someone else is out there doing it.  Or, like me, we consent to waiting until the perfect opportunity to be dropped into our laps.  When will God's people decide to not sit around waiting for an opportunity to arise, but decide to BE God's justice and fight for others?

There is not a lack of opportunity.  Even with the internship I am now apart of here in Ecuador, we have never been waiting for an opportunity to minister.  Ministry is everywhere we go.  I have been blown away at how when we say yes to the things that God has put in our hearts, He is so faithful to open doors and release crazy favor.  I expected for hard labor and months of sowing before we were able to reap any fruit, but the harvest is plentiful NOW!  Lives are being radically transformed everywhere we go.  This is our time to say Yes to the burning in our hearts.  Let the God of the harvest send you out!