On mission

So sometimes I am not the best at articulating what I think and the question I have been butchering the most lately involves what I have been doing for work...watching kiddos...maybe even yours. (Sometimes I fall back on saying watching kiddos because babysitting makes me feel like I am in high school...sometimes I say nannying...)

Truth be told I currently love where I am right now and at the same time I know I won't do it forever. I was just telling a friend the other day that it's kind of like I get to be a missionary/servant for the local church...which I say fully knowing it's not as cool as holding babies in Africa, feeding the hunger in Chicago, caring for the lepors in Calcutta, (insert any number of other things mostly involving another country or the inner-city).

I do happen to know that it is not the most glamorous thing I could be doing, I happen to be in the habit of bringing spare clothes with me when I go some place, in case my clothes get peed on, pooped on, thrown up on, snotted on...you get the idea. This being said, I do think there is something cool about what I get to do. I get to come along side of Godly families, see how they "do life" and hopefully help (a very small amount) to grow these kids in the Lord. I also get to pray for these families (although I don't do this as much as I should). I pray that the kids never know anything besides the grace of the Christ, that there's no scandolous sin in their life, no clear rebellion, but they see their sin and know it was paid for at the cross of Christ. I also pray for the parents, for their marriages, for their own growth in holiness and for patience, strength and grace in the shepherding of their children.

Over the past year and a half I have had the opportunity to see the same 30+ kids on a regular basis either at their homes, their friend's homes or in a kids' bible study class I teach. In this group the Gospel is spoken regularly in 4 different languages to kids who I pray will grow up to be solid doctors, teachers, firefighters, mothers, garbage truck drivers, chefs, pastors, engineers, missionaries and whatever else they want to be all to the glory and praise of God the Father. I pray that God uses them to take the Gospel to lands I'll never see, to people I'll never meet, to meetings and classes I'll never sit through. I pray the Lord uses these dear children to expand his kingdom greatly, and me, I pray that he gives me vision to see what I do as such.



And this is my prayer:that you love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, so that you may be able to discern what is best and may be pure and blameless for the day of Christ, filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ-to the glory and praise of God. Philippians 1:9-11