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| I just couldn't resist.... :) |
"We admire your bravery..."
However well-meaning these comments have been, they have made me a little sick to my stomach.
I am not brave. At all.
On the contrary, I am a wimp.
But as people have commented on my so-called bravery lately, I have been distraught on how to answer them. Leaving all familiarity and moving to a foreign country does not necessarily mean you are a brave person.
It may just mean that you are a crazy one.
I have been realizing in my life lately that sometimes my Father asks me to do crazy things. Like buy breakfast for a homeless man. Or sit on the concrete and talk with a random middle school student after school. Or ask a friend what she thinks about eternity in a Asian food market.
Or maybe, even move to a foreign country.
And when He asks these things of me, I have a choice. I can obey or disobey.
When I choose to obey, I may look a little crazy. People may stare. I may be laughed at or ridiculed.
But I'm realizing a little bit more each day that it is so much better to choose to please my Father than please the people in this world.
And was this not the example J*s*s left? He did crazy things. He called people to leave everything and follow Him. He befriended the outcasts. He spoke with prostitutes. He obeyed His Father, and He has both commanded (and equipped) me to do the same.
I don't think My Example is necessarily looking for "brave" people to carry out His work in the world (At least, I hope not - because I definitely don't fit that description). I think He is looking for individuals who are willing....willing to follow Him.... willing to obey Him.
And willing to look a little crazy in the process.
....which - not gonna lie - makes me a little excited. because I think I might fall into that category. :)
