Proof The Bible Is True

When I joined a missions organization in 2003 intending to go overseas as a 24-year-old, people didn’t understand. They asked me why. They told me there were plenty of people who needed help in the U.S. They wanted to know why I was leaving my job at the newspaper.

It didn’t make sense to them, because it wasn’t a safe choice. But I knew I’d been put on earth for a reason that was bigger than my own comfort. So I went.

In those two years, I learned about sharing the gospel in front of a crowd or one-on-one. I learned about the global body of Christ. I worked with others’ whose cultures were very different from mine, but we overcame those differences to help further God’s kingdom.

Fast forward 10 years. Now I’m married with two kids. We (mostly) own a home. My husband and I both have good jobs we enjoy. My oldest is in school. I’m financially responsible. We go to church. We have Christian friends. (And even some non-Christian friends who we can share Jesus with.)

But there’s still that itch: am I doing enough? I’ve been blessed to be a blessing; I’ve been equipped in order to help others. How could I be serving God’s kingdom more?

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