Confidence

It’s not really that God has confidence in me, but that He has confidence in Him in me. I have spent restless night fearing this week when my training for my new job is over and I am on my own with a huge tent exhibit filled with all sorts of tricks and quirks and details and dozens of volunteers looking to me for instruction filling up 12-hour days on my feet. But you know what? God is rad. As the days here at Cal Poly SLO have progressed, I occasionally find myself realizing that I am doing this, and things are running more smoothly than I could have even hoped for. God is faithful and knew that even if I couldn’t do it, He could hook me up with the strength and knowledge to do it.

What a blessing it has been to watch people’s lives changed through this work, both here and abroad. I realized the other day that if I were in Africa helping these kids in a hands on fashion I would not have the opportunity to change the world views of the people here in the states. Moreover, I am enabling grassroots development instead of possibly inhibiting it by being in the way of community development projects and the locals implementing their own solutions to issues that they know better than I.

I have sat with college students and talked about the importance of grassroots development if it is to be sustainable, I have talked with them about how they can use their gifts and degrees to change the world and gotten into deep conversations about hearing the voice of God and moving in the prophetic both here and abroad. How humbling is it that God has given me this venue to share my heart and His heart for His children? I am very aware of the enormous blessing this is, and those who have been given much have been given much responsibility.