Today was one of those days that just made me want to write a blog post. Mainly because talking on the phone takes too long, writing takes too long, and talking to myself is weird.
Two years ago, I was in the midst of my DTS. It was the most life-changing, rewarding, and difficult (at that point) event of my life. I loved it. I loved it so much, I really wanted to keep doing schools in YWAM. God seemed to have a different plan for me...
Now I am just ending the first half of my first semester of my first year of law school! I had four classes today (one of which was a mid-term) and the last one ended at 9 p.m. So as I'm writing this, I literally have to keep propping my eyes open and shaking myself awake. If I lay in bed, I'll just be thinking through the events of the day, so I may as well write a blog post :)
Anyway, I am not where I thought I was going to be this year. Yet God is reminding me every day that I am right where He wants me.
Every Thursday we have law chapel with a different speaker; sometimes a member of the faculty at Regent, sometimes a visitor. Last week's speaker was a pastor from Uganda, which made such a big impact on me since I was in Uganda less than two years ago, for two months, and I left a piece of my heart there. He spoke on child sacrifice - which I didn't even know still occurred in Uganda -- and it got me all fired up to get through another week of law school. It's worth it, to me, if I can someday help someone be freed from oppression.
This Thursday, we had a different speaker. We got the e-mail on Tuesday, while my friend Leah and I were studying in our carrels in the library (okay, so I don't know if a "carrel" is a widespread term - I thought we were getting some kind of Christmas melody to study with but no, it's actually just a desk in the law library. What a let-down.) In the middle of our quiet studying, I jumped up, squealing with excitement - trying really hard to be quiet but failing miserably - whisper-shouting "There's YWAM-ers coming to law chapel!! They're lawyers!!! And in YWAM!!! YWAM lawyers!! Lawyers in YWAM!!"... you get my drift. I exuberantly ran over to Leah (I guess I thought she wouldn't believe me) and she rejoiced with me because this is literally the coolest thing ever. in my humble opinion.
I obviously don't know what I'm going to do with my life and law degree, but if I could somehow tie in my favorite thing ever with my career, even for just a season of my life, well... That. Would. Be. Awesome. I would sign up today if I got the chance.
I eagerly waited Thursday. It obviously came. And as soon as the YWAM missionaries were done sharing their awesome message, I ran down there to meet them. I'm pretty sure I literally said, "Hi, can I meet you?? I'm Moriah Schmidt and I did YWAM!" (I say it like it's a badge of honor. It totes is.) It was so neat to talk to them and hear a little about what they're doing. I have to conquer law school so I can possibly do things like this. And fight human trafficking. And child slavery. And a whole bunch of other stuff. Being a person really bad at making decisions, I am not quite sure I like all these options surfacing around me. I WANT TO HELP THEM ALL so I don't even know where to start. It's really frustrating because I can't do anything, but keep working at my classes with all my might and main, and chomping at the bit to actually get to do something global justice related. I know, I know, patience is a virtue (which I apparently do not have in great measure). Just talking to them made me so excited about what God is doing in YWAM and the world. I so needed the YWAM reminder to get me through a mid-term and my last few days before fall break.
--Enter mid-term: I'm glad it's over. That's all--
Later, I went outside and saw this giant map spread out in front of the library and Robertson Hall. Giant. It was global justice prayer day, or something to that effect. I had also been eagerly awaiting this... ask all the girls who sat beside me the previous two weeks in chapel as they announced it and I almost fell over in excitement (I wonder if I'll be so exuberant after this semester of law school?!). I honestly don't know why it excited me so much to get to stand over the countries I've been to (lots of love and prayers to Haiti and Uganda and all my friends in those beautiful countries!!) and some that I just know I will go to, and pray God's blessing and freedom over them. Yet I know our God is capable of doing amazing things through his children everywhere. it excites me following the journeys of friends in YWAM or who live in different countries, realizing God's great plan for the world is so much bigger than I can fathom. There are so many, many people he loves, who are doing great things for Him about the world. I seriously need my own world map to pray over every day, as a reminder! God's been dreaming up crazy dreams for me, more than I can imagine for myself - and I could almost see it happening as I walked over that map. But it all seems so far off.
I don't know how I'll ever get to where I want to go. I'm getting an idea that the only way to go anywhere is on my knees.
God's calling is a blessing and a sacrifice. Law school is H-A-R-D. When God brings wrongs to my attention that make my heart hurt, I know it's worth pushing through. I can do this, through Him who gives me strength. There are better things yet to come.
On that note, I WILL BE HOME IN LESS THAN 48 HOURS. And that is another reason to rejoice.
til next time..
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