We are just beginning the phase of going to a
different church every few weeks. After this morning (which wasn't even a
support-raising morning - our pastor just had us come up for a moment at the
end of the service to invite us into the church and tell the congregation where
we are going and have them pray for us) I just know this whole
going-and-raising-support thing is going to be really hard for me.
First of all, because I am probably the shyest
person there could be for this kind of missions gig. I am scared to DEATH of
getting in front of people. I physically get sick to my stomach even thinking
about going in front of a crowd - and get butterflies (the bad kind!) and shaky
when I have to go up there! It's so horrible. :( I'm just praying that I can
get through these next few months with just being the cute, shy, little wife
who stands there or sits in the pews while Ryan (God bless him!!!) shares our
story with the congregation.
The one-on-one after I can handle. I can talk to
someone about what we are doing and how God is calling me to go to the foreign
mission field. Or at least I thought I could. I have encountered this here and
there in the past, but this morning I found myself at a complete loss for words
when nearly every person who came to meet Ryan and I would shake our hands and
tell us "how proud of us" they are and "how great it is what we
are doing" and "how exciting and what an 'adventure' its going to
be" and so on. Like it's something that I should be PROUD of, like it is
something that I chose to do for fun - for adventure.
I truly
appreciate the love, care, support, and prayers that people have been giving
us. But sometimes I just smile and say
thank you, because I haven't figured out how to respond to those statements
yet! And I know that it is only going to continue to happen every time we go
anywhere and share with people what we are doing. But to be honest, it actually
upsets me when people say those
things! Especially when they say how great it is what we are doing. It makes me
feel queasy for hours after hearing that!
I guess I don't know how to explain what I mean.
Maybe I'll get used to it over time. And maybe it is because I haven't even
gotten to Haiti yet! I haven't even experienced it yet. I'm so incredibly
excited and nervous for January/February to get here. But at the same time, the
closer and closer it gets to that time, the more I feel COMPLETELY inadequate
to be going there. Like, I start to think - What on earth am I thinking?! How
can God use ME there? I'm just not the "type" of person that seems
fit to be a missionary. I definitely don’t have the right personality traits!
The biggest problem being that I am so incredibly shy. Some of the things
I know I will encounter or have to do on a normal basis in Haiti just makes me
nervous already!
I realize that 99% of my problem is my fear of man.
I guess I've always been afraid! I’ve always worried about what people think of
me, how they are judging me. I absolutely hate having any attention on me, I
get so nervous! And as much as I have prayed about it in the past few years,
when it comes down to getting in front of people, I feel like nothing has
changed. No matter how many times I tell myself NO ONE CARES or thinks twice
about me saying something, it still gets to me.
I can only hope that over time, those fears become
smaller and smaller. I know it will take lots and lots of prayers along the way
for confidence in myself, whom Christ is in! I guess for now, I need to figure
out how to deal with the aftermath of getting up in front of a church and
asking for support - when people say things that are meant to be encouragement,
but make me feel so insufficient.
Yes, going to the mission field sounds a little
exciting and I know people mean no harm when they mention that, but what do I
really want to say? I really want to just say, you know - if I could choose the
kind of life I always imagined for
myself, I'd skip out on the “adventure” and stay here and live a normal life. A life where I can have a decent house and live close enough to our
parents so we can have kids who grow up and have "normal" lives, where
we see their families on a regular basis. Where my husband has a normal job
and where we don't have to depend on others to literally put food on the table and give
us a roof over our heads. Where I can have little kids running around in a big
yard, and my biggest worry is what shade of paint I'd like to paint my kitchen
walls. I realize that there are SO many blessings that come with the “job”
of being a missionary, but the thought of that change in lifestyle is sometimes slightly overwhelming. The thought of being completely dependent on others while trying
to give my all to God, whatever that will look like in Haiti, is pretty scary
to me!
I know that, at least at one point, other missionaries have probably
felt these types of feelings. Right? Or am I completely alone and totally
worldy and self-absorbed because I get sad sometimes when I think of all of
those THINGS I will be leaving behind. (That’s what most of them are – just
silly, materialistic things I have decided are important!) I just wonder how I
can feel these feelings and yet be the type of person who plans to leave and
"give it all up for God."
I know I've used this word multiple times already, but I just feel so inadequate! Inadequate to move to a
place in a beautiful country where there are so many amazing people who I just know will welcome me with big hugs. Gosh, I just
pray every.single.day that God will allow me to GET OVER MYSELF and that He
will really be able to use me in Haiti to further His Kingdom. I pray that
there WILL be a place for me in Haiti. A place that I can fill, even with all
my insecurities; I pray that God will fill up all of the spaces where I am
lacking.
So – if you happen to read this – would you please pray with me? Would
you please pray for the confidence that I need, not only for these next few
months of support-raising, but for the
rest of my life? The confidence of
knowing that God is within me, and therefore no one can be against me. That as
long as I live my life for God, I don’t need to worry about what others think
of me. That I only care about the judgement of the God who reigns above me and strive for perfection in His holy eyes - and not worry about the judgment of man.
Psalm 56:3-4 --- When I am afraid, I will put my trust in You. I praise
God for what He has promised. I trust in God, so why should I be afraid? What
can mere mortals do to me?