I Love America

I love America.

Every time we drive past a star-spangled banner, my heart surges with joy to be here. What a privilege to be born a United States citizen!

Sometimes I think to myself, “Oh, I could so live here again.” But then every time we tell others about the work in Africa, every time we show pictures or a video, I am reminded of another passion in me:

I love Africa.

Being called as a child, I have always known I’d live overseas and help minister Jesus’ love to children. I see the precious little African faces and emotion surges in me again, and I’m drawn like a magnet to be there.

So what to do? On both sides of the world are friends and family I love and ache to be with. If the choice were left only to my preference, I’d have a true dilemma of where to live. But this is what drives my decision:

I love my Jesus.

He has filled me with His huge love and forgiveness, and He has asked me to go. He gave His life for me; can I give Him anything less?

One day we’ll all be together in heaven, no ocean separating us from loved ones. Until then, we live each day on purpose with Christ in our focus and His love fueling our passion to reach the lost, wherever He may lead us. And we savor each moment we have wherever we are, for we know it is all temporary.

So, for a few more weeks I will with gratitude bask in the wonderfulness of being in the land of the free...

I love America.