This Exact Point in My Life…

I cry.  When I’m overwhelmed.  Especially when I’m exhausted.  And homesick.  And Sudan-sick. 

My point is, it happens every now and again, but I’m not a frequent crier.  (Unless I was on a trip to Nasir, Sudan with you, and then you saw me cry a lot! =) )

Well, Friday night I was driving home from my refugee family’s house.  I had just delivered the news that the father got a job and starts work on Monday, and I had taken him to buy work clothes and boots that fit properly.  It was a very good Friday! As I was driving, I was singing along with my favorite worship songs and praying aloud (I pray a lot when I drive…I don’t know why, it just feels good).  I pulled up to a stop sign while in the process of thanking God for blessing my refugee family with employment.  I was also thanking Him for leading me to this exact point in my life, where I not only get to know these amazing people, but witness such successes in their lives.  I became completely overwhelmed by the beauty of God’s plan for me, by the crazy love I feel for this young refugee family, and by the amazingness of the adventure He is sending me on this summer.

I sat at that stop sign on a country road in the darkness of the night and cried. 

It was one of those moments where everything that God has been doing just suddenly became so vivid and so poignant that I could do nothing more than bask in His grace and love for me.  I was completely filled with joy, but I was also completely humbled by my smallness.  I say this a lot, but a little more than a year ago I was completely oblivious to anything outside of my own little world (great song, by the way).  I knew nothing of suffering in Sudan, of Lost Boys, of Burma, of refugees.  Then God intervened and BAM…this has become my life! I did not plan it, but I would not change it for anything.  I am at the exact point in my life where God intended me to be, and it is a humbling feeling to know that the Almighty has a plan for me.