"Faith never knows where it is being led,
but it loves and knows the One who is leading."
~Oswald Chambers
Headaches from screaming children, marking tests on date nights, and holding my pee until the bell rings were not really what I had expected my vocational life to look like. My family is outnumbered by teachers, and I had always ardently defended the idea that I would never become one. My personal life was also a surprise to me; recently married, my husband and I were settling into our home and planting roots in the city where I had always lived.
What might be so unexpected about this conventional kind of life, you should ask? The fact that I had always expected something quite different. Though a timid and careful child, the freedom that Jesus had brought into my life around 18 years old ushered me into the realization that my life could be an epic adventure. He harnessed my love of fictional adventure stories to show me that He is the best author of real-life stories, and He desires purpose and meaning to be interwoven into each of ours. Biographies about heroes such as Corrie Ten Boom and David Wilkerson showed me how masterfully God could write epic stories in this day and age, igniting my passion to live a life full of courage and surrender.
My life with Jesus started off with one exciting adventure after another. From experiencing God’s enabling grace to work with challenging children, to sharing the gospel in an unreached country, He was teaching me to rely on Him to do hard things. I started to think my life would always look this exciting, and felt a stirring in my heart to live a life worthy of a biography. Though I still felt fear, I desired more to let my life be poured out for Jesus and used for His glory in the most difficult, unreached places of the world. And as I prayed and pursued this, I found God opening doors for me to navigate how to move toward vocational missions in an unreached country.
I began to prepare for what I believed God was calling me into. I connected with others on a similar journey, obtained a teaching degree as a vocational means into any country, and met with many different mission agencies. As these plans culminated, I found myself unable to move forward for a variety of reasons. Even after interviewing with a number of different mission agencies, I did not have any peace about moving forward with them. God began to redirect my attention towards injustices happening within my vicinity, and I began to wonder if He was steering me down a different path. Doors kept closing for missions abroad, and yet opening within my own city. I even found a friendship re-kindling with a man who had similar stirrings in his heart about Jesus and the injustice around us.
Needless to say, I was very confused. Was God truly leading me in a different direction, or was I merely allowing my heart to be swayed by proximity? Or swayed by desires for comfort and familiarity? Like a canoe paddling upstream against a strong current, I tried harder and harder to open the doors that seemed to be closing. But no matter how hard I tried, I could not do it. And even more strangely, I found an increase of peace and assurance when I began to let go of those dreams I had been so sure of.