Who We Are
I saw this picture the other day in a video. It was taken almost 7 years ago and just a candid snapshot, but something about it made me stop and think about how I've spent my adult life. This is my resume; right here. Standing in the sand in México, covered in dirt, trying to do everything I can to have a conversation with a family that speaks a complete different language than my own. Sometimes you look back at life and wonder how you got to where you are. This was one of those moments.
I never thought I would spend my 20's working through a language barrier that I had no clue how to speak when I began. I didn't think that I would teach people how to build houses. I didn't think that I would work out of the country, and especially not in a country that I previously had no connection with. And I definitely didn't think that I would stand before thousands and tell them about Jesus and a faith I was only trying to work through and understand on my own.
You see, I am nobody special. I am no pillar of the faith. I am no great architect. I am definitely no linguist. I am dirty and broken and a hood-rat and totally rough around the edges and completely within. This journey is one that I have fought with my whole life, and have been totally beaten and bloodied from the war.
I still look back at these pictures and know that I am nothing but willing. That is what I am though; with my whole heart. And to be honest, I don't know why. Except for the fact that deep down in the recesses of my soul I believe that the creator that made me also has the best life set out for me. And no matter how much I don't understand or how much it hurts, I know that there is nothing that I could do to write a truer story on my own. And that is the story I will fight with all my whole life to live.