In March of 2009, I went on a spring break missions trip to Panama City Beach, FL with Campus Crusade for Christ. One evening two friends from Tech and I spent a long time talking and walking around with a young Irish man who had seemed to be taking full advantage of all that American spring breaks have to offer. He was very friendly though, and wanted to talk and pray with us. It seems like we were together for at least a couple of hours.
I had forgotten a lot of the specifics of what we did and discussed, but that evening has been crossing my mind once in a while lately. Today I've been sorting through a huge bin full of papers that's been adding up for way too long. Amongst the havoc I found an old journal. I leafed through it to see when it ended, and found that I finished it during Big Break. I did (and do) not have the time or energy to read through much of this journal today, but one paragraph I'd written caught my eye and rocked my world a little bit. Here it is.
"Lord! Can I go do missions in Europe?! I need to start paying attention to what's going on in the rest of the world. Stop being the drunk person (country - USA) in the middle of the room who sees nobody but who everybody sees. (Colin, a guy from Ireland I spoke with w/ Mike N. & John last night used this illustration about the USA.)"
I shared this with my sisters when I found it. Melissa got it right when she said, "You asked for this." God hears us, even when we forget. His timing is not ours, but He hears and He doesn't forget.
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