Over the past few weeks I’ve felt a bit well…..worthless. You see life right now for Sarah Witt revolves around two very small people by the name of Andrew and Piper. While I love being a mommy I sorta miss being the missionary too. I miss mixing with people. I miss people at the office. I miss using what little Setswana I actually know. While there are needs all around me of people, I find that the needs of my little family of four are what get my attention these days. I’ll admit, I struggle with this sometimes.
Yet I am reminded by His gentle words that resonate in my heart….
“Sarah you are right where I want YOU!”
I love how out of the blue today Jana says to me…..”You’re a beautiful mommy…..and you’re doing exactly what you should be doing!”
I am definitely walking through a season right now and while at times it’s hard and a bit lonely at times, I know that the Lord is stirring things within my heart that let me know that the “missionary” is very much still there and alive!
I read something that really touched me tonight and well Angie’s words just are a lot better than mine so I hope she doesn’t mind that I’ve snagged them.
“So how do we manage to combine the beautiful calling the Lord has on our lives while actually living our lives? Do you ever feel like you want to make an impact but your life doesn’t feel big enough? It isn’t right-thinking, but it is natural.
I guess the bottom line is that I feel the most in the presence of the Lord when I am serving others, and my great desire is to glorify Him in doing so. It’s easy to feel that when you are a bazillion miles away and the air is thick with desperation. But then you come home, and if you are like me, you have a pretty good life, and you get comfortable.
I think my highest calling is to be a Godly wife and mother, and that is what I try to focus on. But I also want to feel more like a “city on a hill” in my everyday life than I normally do.
The point is, we are supposed to look different than the rest of the world. We shouldn’t be the ones that waiters dread because we don’t tip after dinner, or the ones that roll our eyes when something is taking longer than we feel like it should. Quite frankly, we just aren’t that important.
We are supposed to be a refuge, and encouragement, a reflection of the One we serve. I know it isn’t easy to do it all the time, and in fact, I think is pretty much impossible. But it doesn’t mean that as you walk through your day, you shouldn’t search for ways to do everything a little better. Talk to your boss with respect. Ask the girl at the coffee shop what her name is, and make a point of remembering it. Offer to help when no one has asked. Teach your children by example. Listen for what someone is really trying to say instead of what you want to hear.”
Taken from http://audreycaroline.blogspot.com/2009/06/her-here.html
As I sit here a bazzillion miles away, stuck right smack dab in a country where the needs are all around me, I do find myself getting a bit comfortable. I know some might not think that’s possible here in Africa, but if you’ve followed me for any period of time you know that I don’t live in a mud hut and I do have electricity and running water. My point is, even as a missionary I sometimes get lazy. I sometimes see the need and don’t always stop to meet it because I am tired or even in a hurry.
What I am reminded by in Angie’s words are that even though I might not be on the “front lines” right now, ministry is all around me just like it is in the US. I was reminded of the times when I would go grocery shopping with Brick when she lived here. Often times she would grab a candy bar and bless the cashier in line. This always brought a huge smile and often times the ladies in Spar would be like, “No you come to my line!” when they would see her because they knew she often would buy a candy bar for them. Or even the time when my husband asked the man who sits outside of Shopright every day in the same clothes and shoes that barely stay on his feet because they are so worn, if he wanted to join him for a meal at Nando’s across the street. It’s all around me……people.
I’m also reminded that as I serve others, my children will learn by my example. Angie wrote about how her children put a cooler of the trash men’s favorite drinks on the curb and how they can’t wait to see the looks on their faces when they find it. Oh how I long for the day when Andrew and Piper do something that I’ve done because they learned by mine and Kev’s example! I want to be that type of parent…….I want my children to have a heart of servanthood to others! That’s why I know I am exactly where I am supposed to be……
I am still both a missionary and a mommy!
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