I found myself in tears today. I know – shock of all shocks! LOL! I was driving back from the mission office today and this song came on the radio. When I first listened to the chorus I found peace thinking that one day all of the pain in Haiti will be gone. All these fears that they have – that I have  – they’ll be gone.

But when they got to the chorus the 2nd time I felt different. There was this sickness I felt in the pit of my stomach. What if they don’t know that there will be day like that? How many times have people walked by me and I wasn’t the Personal Assistant to the Holy Spirit but I was simply a travel agent trying to book ticket. Or I purposefully didn’t leave the house because the line outside my door was too long and overwhelming to deal with? As I’ve been reflecting about His daily tasks I realized something……I’m not really fulfilling them. I’m not “intentionally” making the point to talk to everyone that crosses my path. Yes – I get to share Jesus at 1am with the family who lost their mother/friend or share about the birth of Jesus on Christmas Eve. But what the other days of the year? Do I make best use of His time that He’s given me? After all – it’s His and not mine.

I don’t want to be a missionary by default. I want to be a missionary because I don’t know how not to be. I want to be so passionate about Christ and I can’t “not” talk about Him? I want to bubble over so much inside that people can’t help but see Him? You know what I mean?

Do you remember the movie Schindler’s List? At the very end of the movie he says if I would have just given up my watch – I could have helped one more. If I would have just done (this or that) I could have saved one more. Not to sound melodramatic but honestly since the quake I’ve been thinking – if we would have just stopped being so busy – maybe we could have reached one more person.  Maybe if we would quit avoiding what God lays in front of us we could have saved one more person.

I think about all those that died without ever knowing that there would be a day where everything would change. When I really think about it – it keeps me up at night. The only thing worse than knowing someone left this world without knowing Christ – – – is letting it happen again.

THERE WILL BE A DAY
I try to hold on to this world with everything I have
But I feel the weight of what it brings, and the hurt that tries to grab
The many trials that seem to never end, His word declares this truth,
that we will enter in this rest with wonders anew

But I hold on to this hope and the promise that He brings
That there will be a place with no more suffering

(Chorus)
There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears
There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more,
we’ll see Jesus face to face
But until that day, we’ll hold on to you always

I know the journey seems so long
You feel you’re walking on your own
But there has never been a step
Where you’ve walked out all alone

Troubled soul don’t lose your heart
Cause joy and peace he brings
And the beauty that’s in store
Outweighs the hurt of life’s sting

But I hold on to this hope and the promise that He brings
That there will be a place with no more suffering

(Chorus)
I can’t wait until that day where the very one I’ve lived for always will
wipe away the sorrow that I’ve faced
To touch the scars that rescued me from a life of shame and misery
this is why this is why I sing

There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears
There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more,
we’ll see Jesus face to face

There will be a day, he will wipe away the tears,
He will wipe away the tears,
He will wipe away the tears,
There will be a day.