As we flew over Las Vegas, notorious for turbulence, the woman next to me is struggling to keep her worry unnoticeable to me and the others around us. Since I know all too well what this is like, I feel for her. But to be honest, I was really tired and didn’t want to start a conversation since I had been up since 3:30am, and was really looking forward to going back to sleep. I do the
unchristian thing and try to ignore her, telling myself that she would be embarrassed if I said something anyway. I try but I can’t help but ask her if she is ok. And so starts the conversation…. just to get her mind focused on
something else. In talking we are able to discuss marriage, kids, life plans and
religion (an easy lead in once I am asked where I am going:)). She seems interested in what I am doing with Human Trafficking – not that she wants to join the fight but more because she herself has been searching for her purpose and passion in life. I shared with her my journey and how I got to where I am now. We talked about a lot of different injustices worldwide that we as Americans are mostly unaware of, and we settled on the lack
of basic medical care and knowledge across the world. This is where she drew her line in the sand. She didn’t understand why people die everyday because they don’t have simple medicine. This is what she wanted to see
She told me I inspired her to do something.
Who am I?
I just do what God asks of me – sometimes begrudgingly – to the best of my ability.
She said I was brave.
I don’t think so. I just feel called and so I go.
See, God put this in place. Maybe to give her hope and direction, to find her
calling. Also for me, I realize that God can use me in any situation. All I have to do is take the first step – even if I don’t want to.