There's one thing that has been consistent in my life for the past five years and that is the inconsistency of a home. I have moved from dorms, to apartments, to my parents’ home multiple times throughout the years. After college I moved from Colorado to California. I lived in solitude at my apartment where God clearly wanted to have intimate and uninterrupted time with my heart. It was in the early mornings and late nights that God would speak to me and develop my heart. I called that place home because of how deeply I came to know the Lord there. All the moves prior to that apartment I never cried, but the day I moved from that place I wept. I cherish all the moments that I had met God there.
I moved several times after this home, none leaving me with the quite the intimacy God had established with me like before. As I left America to come over to Thailand, a feeling of homelessness came over me. For most people this would cause anxiety, for me I was given peace. A peace I certainly didn't understand. That was until I set foot in the home of SHE (Self-Help and Empowerment) Ministries, in Phuket Thailand.
Looking at my circumstances, it shouldn't feel like home. I'm in a different country, my bed feels like cardboard, I'm eating strange food, it's hot, it's humid, I don't know the language… Yet, as I sit here in this house, I do feel home.
Psalms 62:1
my soul finds rest in God alone
I am home because God's presence is here. I am home because I worship His Holy Name here. I am home because my God has brought me here to be intimate with my heart once again. He is going to use me to speak life into the captives and the broken-hearted of Phuket. They will know his name and be set free!!!
My Prayer:
God use me to be your hands and feet to go to these women, use me to speak your words, to tell them you are their Savior. Lord use me to show them how deeply you love them and your desire to redeem them.
