When I was chosen to go on the South Africa trip last spring I was
incredibly excited, but also a little scared and weary. There was something
inside of me that kept reminding me that I was broken. And something that was
reminding me that even though I was fighting through darkness that God was going
to use it, I just had to be on the look out.
In our trainings for the trip each of us on the team and the
leadership team would share our ‘defining moments’. I learned as I heard the
different members of the team’s stories that we were all twined together. That
our stories were matched to each other and that we would be able to support
each others strengths and weaknesses.
I was transformed by this information. I was strengthened
and encouraged. And I didn’t know how I was going to be impacted by this while
on the trip. I just had this feeling that God was showing me and giving me the
tools to keep fighting no matter what happened while we were in South Africa
When I was younger I had a simple tonsillectomy that
completely changed my voice. I had to go through speech therapy to learn how to
use my voice again. And still to this day I have to think before I speak and
slow down. While in South
Africa I was working a lot with the kids in
Sweet Home and told the Bible stories for VBS. We of course used a translator
for this. I felt when I was getting translated for that it was going fine, but
the next day when I was going to give my testimony in Sweet Home for the
Orphans and Vulnerable Children [OVC] The woman translating said that she could not understand what I was saying and would
not translate for me. I was completely blindsided.
This was not something I had thought to prepare myself for.
Not only had I been hit with an overwhelming anxiety the night before but I had
now been plummeted with this insecurity that came all the way back from my
childhood. It was like I had been slapped in the face.
That is when I was reminded. Keep fighting, keep going. I
have always said that God has given us our story and our life to share with
others and that is what He was calling me to do in that moment and I was not
going to let anything stop me. One of the team leaders that was there sat next
to the translator to tell her what I said though in reality she only had to
tell her one or two sentences.
I finished that afternoon feeling lifted up. Like I had
faced a demon head on and came out the other end only a little shaken. And it
was ok.
I realize that God had a reason for ever member on our team
to go. I realize God had a reason specifically for me to go. To show me that
through Him I can do anything. To show me that in that moment where I thought I
could never feel smaller, I would come out changed.
-- Meghan Reeve
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