Confession

I’m studying Daniel right now. It’s amazing and extremely convicting of so many things…it’s kind of painful. One conviction that I’ve actually been fighting for several weeks finally smacked me in the face this weekend. I need to confess it to many of you who read this blog because I involved many of you as I continually committed this sin. Over the past year I’ve spent countless hours, days probably if we added it all up, complaining, whining, crying, sulking…about how terrible it is to live back in my hometown. I knew that this was the place God called me back to for many reasons, and although I was obedient to go where He sent me, I have certainly made it known that I didn’t like it! “Woe is me” has been my theme song for the past 13 or so months. This resentful attitude has certainly affected my relationship with God, and I’m positive it has greatly affected my witness. So, I apologize to everyone that I’ve emailed, called, or spent time with griping about this “unbearable place” God sent me.

Beyond feeling the need to confess to you all, and many others, I also feel that I need to be very proactive to fight against my desire to complain about life in small town America. One idea is to approach my town with the same eyes and ears I had in Turkey. While living there I experienced a few inconveniences and culture clashes :-), but I had resolved myself to see the city through the eyes of Jesus. So, I took pictures of everything. I marveled at the unique differences in my culture and theirs. And I prayed, prayed, prayed, everywhere I went. So why can’t I do that right here in south Arkansas?? The plan is to take pictures of my life here…my home, my church, my school, the stores, the people…I’ll probably be amazed at how interesting the town actually is! So, I hope for my handful of blog readers that you’ll enjoy learning and praying about a little town in Arkansas.