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This is one of my best friends’ babies. In her hands is a custom order from someone who’s friend lost her son to suicide last week. A son who was this age once. A son who was fiercely loved and valued and squeezed tight. A son who will always be their baby. My heart cannot fathom the overwhelming grief. Our only hope? To lift our eyes to the One who is our help in every season and situation. Jesus, come quickly.
It seems the Lord is teaching me a deeper (more experiential) meaning of what Paul talks about when he describes servants of God as “sorrowful, yet always rejoicing” (2 Corinthians 6:10a). • You see, there is so much good happening. So much joy, provision, and depth of community. So many doors opening. So many opportunities to minister and be ministered to. So much love and humility and grace and kindness and care that it has made me—quite literally—cry into a plate of chicken and waffles from the mercy of it all. • These scattered beams can only be explained by the Lord, who is dropping joy bombs and grace explosions all around. • But it’s not all chicken and waffles. • (Link to blog post in profile ❤️)
“All in all, it was a never-to-be forgotten summer—one of those summers which comes seldom into any life, but leave a rich heritage of beautiful memories in their going—one of those summers which, in a fortunate combination of delightful weather, delightful friends, and delightful doings, come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.” -L.M. Montgomery
“[It is] as if [David] had said, Separated from God I am nothing, and all that I attempt to do ends in nothing; but when I come to Him, I find an abundant supply of strength. It is highly necessary for us to consider what we are without God; for no man will cast himself wholly upon God, but he who feels himself in a fainting condition, and who despairs of the sufficiency of his own powers. We will seek nothing from God but what we are conscious of wanting in ourselves. ...the reason why God is represented as a portion is, because He alone is abundantly sufficient for us, and because in Him the perfection of our happiness consists.” -John Calvin, on Psalm 73:26

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What if we treated life like a mission trip?



Something happens to me on mission trips.

My normal “let’s make lists and plan everything down to the second” and “because it’s planned it better go that way” mentality flies out the window (pun intended) and is replaced with (what must be supernatural) flexibility and new thinking that says, “Things are going to work out exactly like God wants them to so there’s no need to get bent out of shape. Just savor all the seconds and go with whatever happens.”

When you’re on a mission trip you look at people differently, don’t you? Maybe you’re in a foreign country and a national cuts you off in the checkout line. You smile and wave, “It’s okay.” You give grace. You silently pray for them that they might come to know the real Grace Giver. Maybe you even initiate conversation and ask about their life.

Life looks different on a mission trip. But should it?


Read the full post here (thanks, IMB, for allowing me to spill some ink [and my heart] on the IMB Women’s blog this week).

2 comments on “What if we treated life like a mission trip?

  1. Tamara says:

    Really beautiful perspective, Sophie. You’re completely right. We should be intentional about bringing Jesus to everyone we encounter and everything we do.

    1. Thank you, lovely lady! You’re so kind. Let’s do this intentional thing together!

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