It was February 2009 when I was stepping onto a plane heading towards Regina, Saskatchewan for orientation. I squelched the urge to shout “I am becoming a missionary”. For me it was laughable. I was being called to mission work, something I never even dreamt as a possibility. And I knew that once that plane took off my life would never be the same.
This decision was made out of boldness; I was jumping headlong into service in Africa.
It reminds me of a youth conference while I was at Bible School. It was entitled “Step Off” (much to my secret joy that the leadership clearly didn’t know what STEP OFF really meant). But in hopes that the students might understand what they really meant by the phrase – we painted a mural with a guy diving off a cliff.
That imagery will always stay with me. When we are fanning the Holy Spirit’s flame, it gives us the ability to take action, to come in boldness.
What got me pondering this verse… Untitled.