Written by a Cafe 1040 Student
This past week, part of my team and I did a home stay with a family of Muslims. It was the middle of Ramadan so we broke fast after the sun went down and then woke up around 3 a.m. to eat again before the sun came up. Morale was super high going in, but all of us struggled a lot with different issues and found ourselves in low places. I'm not someone who frequently questions or doubts God, but I was overwhelmed with so many 'why?' questions. Why is there so much gender inequality? Why is there so much poverty? Why has my life been so easy compared to the people here? I've always lived within 5 minutes of multiple churches, I've never personally experienced such extreme poverty, and the Father has poured out endless grace and changed my life. I found myself frustrated and my spirit was in turmoil. Then, the night after my whole team was back home, our flat spent some time in song and worship. In the middle of it, I felt God calling me into his arms telling me to trust Him. He is always at work and His thoughts are higher than mine. Something that my team leader always reminds us of is that God doesn't want to rob us of the journey. I am learning new dimensions of trust and God is being so patient and kind to me as he draws me further into relationship with Him.
