I had no idea when I set foot on this base on Sunday afternoon
that this would be a defining moment. If
I go back to my time in Germany and the experiences I had there too, I think it
has become very clear to me that for the first time of this very long walk I
have been on I know now what I am carrying…
The call to work with Children at Risk was first on my DTS
in Muizenberg in 1990… it was heard by me and I said YES. For 14 years I pursued that call in YWAM and I
had a lot of wonderful opportunities and experiences of which the best remains
meeting and falling in love with Holger… yes, yes youth with a marriage! 28
years ago I said YES to God to do something for children in the world.
After we left YWAM in 2004 we grounded two organisations and these
organisations is what has opened the doors for me to come back into YWAM not as
a student, but as a trainer… this is my
third Children at Risk School.
I struggle as I sit and think about the road behind. I teach what I teach with ease and experience
and that it why I am enjoined I think. I
am sensitive and understand people… but today I also reflect on what it has
cost to get this far. I do have so much
to give.
Last week I had the wonderful privilege of getting a few
hours with my niece who had just got back from a mission trip to Nepal. Her story, her excitement and what God had
done was beautiful for me. I love her so
much and it means so much to me to see her living her life in the service of
God’s Kingdom and for people who have never heard.
She told us the story in a little one man play of her journey
up a mountain in a bus. My heart was racing
listening to how on the edge it was, how dangerous and I felt relieved as she went
on that she had survived… because she literally was living on the edge that
day. 10 hours later they arrived at the destination
which was only a 130 km’s away. She then
told us how beautiful it was up there.
The view…
I tell this story as in some ways today as I teach and look
back on my life that it how it feels... the
journey was not that far… but it was a rocky and a hard road at times… steep
and at times with dangers I had no idea I would need to face.
I am on the base looking around at passionate young
people. They are getting on, praying,
playing, worshiping, “workduting”(YWAM word for working hard) with a smile,
learning… I have something to give! I
know it is a part, but it is a valuable part.
I get to share what I have learnt about God on my healing journey and
how we can perhaps use this to help children and hurting adults around us…
The view is beautiful up here…
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