A Whispered Smile

Oh those moments where words completely escape you. Yesterday was filled to the brim with them.  

"Bless the Lord oh my soul. Oh my soul. Worship His holy name." 

I went to a new church, which I had visited before, but I had been a bit overwhelmed by it all primarily so I had sat in the back last time. I almost didn't go at all though due to exhaustion, since I was up so late waiting for noise in the neighborhood to die down. 

I walked in the door and a lady greeted me with an ornament. She then took me aside and explained the workings of the church to me. I felt pretty confident after that. When I walked into the sanctuary I felt inspired to sit in a "random seat" (at least random to me).

Conversation started between me and a kind woman that was sitting next to me. Turns out one of the facts I learned about her was that she is a future missionary for Africa. 

Once worship began tears started forming in my eyes and a I felt a lump in my throat. How God works sometimes truly takes my breath away. 

See, I've been asking and praying for a sign that Africa was where I was headed and what He has planned for my life. Something to tell me that it was ok to be a dream for me. Something tangible, and here sitting next to me was someone who had a call to serve in Africa placed on her and her familie's hearts as well. 

Worship continued into a sermon about Daniel and the future. Imploring us to seek God about our future. How often do we truly ask God: am I where you want me to be? Am I doing what you want me to do? 

I don't know about others but here recently I've been asking Him those two questions more and more. A simple Sunday morning service blessed me so immensely.

I just couldn't help but smile the rest of the day.  And at the end of service I met her husband who proceeded to tell me ways to get involved with their mission work.

Oh Africa, yes the whole continent, even the scared and war torn countries, I love you. 

أنا إسمي قاتلين 

أنا بحب أفريقيا