back in the classroom

As I sit in the New Orleans airport with so many emotions rushing through my soul I can’t help but let one emotion overtake the others. Excitement. That’s what I feel pure excitement. I’m coming alive again, I feel resurrected. I’m about to be back in my element, the puzzle piece is no longer lost but it’s back in its rightful place, the place where it belongs and its beautiful. . .    

O’ how I’ve longed to get away from it all, the distractions, the busyness, and overwhelming things of life and get back to me and God.  God spoke to Moses and said, “Come up to the mountain to the place I have shown you and I will give you instruction (the 10 commandments).” That’s what I feel like a portion of this journey to Thailand is about. “Brandon I’m calling you away from it all for a time and I want to teach you and give you some instruction.  Get away and spend some time with me.” 

 The possibilities are endless; God could direct me anywhere He can speak to me about anything I’m just ready to hear His voice.  I’m ready to spend time with him on a more intimate level again. I want to serve Him again. In some mysterious way the broken, the poor, the sick, and the lost are Christ. He said, “When you fed the hungry, gave water to the thirsty, gave clothes to the naked, visit those in prison; you did it onto me.”  How humble and mysterious our God truly is. I’m ready to be amongst them and Him again. 

In Africa I believe God asked me to “step into His classroom” I’m starting to see that Africa isn’t where it ended but only where it began. God’s classroom isn’t a season but it’s this thing we call “life”. Either we can be a good student and learn from the good teacher or we can believe with all of our foolishness and selfishness that we know more than He and learn nothing and be miserable the entire time we are in “class”. I don’t know about you but I choose the better way but not always the easiest way and that is to trust God and be a good student.