It's 2019 and I am not in Africa.
From the start of my Junior year of high school till my senior year of college, I raved about the big plans I would have after college of moving to Africa and working with the orphan children and starting my own ministry that would support their daily needs.
But here I am, in good ol' Indiana, laughing that I thought I had it all figured out. Laughing at how naive I have been to think that I could do a much better job planning my life than the one who orchestrated the entire universe. Thinking that my time was more valuable than His.
Little did I know, God would plant me right here, in Indianapolis, to teach young hearts and minds and run my ministry on the side. Let me tell you, God was showing off when He created my little sweethearts. What freedom and grace they offer to me as their teacher.
Heritage Christian School leads a year-long fundraiser called "Coins for the Kingdom". This year, we are supporting our friends in Kenya, Africa, with the money we raise. No, this is not a post asking for money, but rather an appreciation post for a student of mine who showed me the love of Christ in a way I've never seen before.
Instead of asking his friends and family for coins, he writes mini comic books to sell. He has taken this beautiful talent God has given him and is sharing it with others in such a creative way. If that isn't a prime example of blooming where you are planted, then I sure don't know what is (if you are ever in the market for a new comic book, I will pass on the message :) I adore my job.
Eternally rooted. Placed carefully by the Creator.
"It will come when your heart is ready to carry it."
My sweet friend, maybe this isn't the life you would have planned for yourself, but take a look around, exhale, and breathe in the breath of life-- the breath of everything intentional. You are firmly planted by the King of Kings and well-known in the Kingdom of the One Most High. You are not forgotten or led astray.
There is a reason why God has you exactly where He does.
Because one day we will look dead into the eyes of our sweet creator and our souls will once again dance without fear. All the money issues we thought were the end-all, all the popularity contests, the messy relationships, and all the sleepless nights will become a distant memory, and the only thing that will be worthy of his full attention will be the way we loved.
But for now, my sweet friend, are you intentionally blooming where He has planted you?