Move that Bus!

I must confess that I love going on mission’s trips! But when you come back to the real world you do experience a bit of a spiritual low. I hope that I will always be able to go on short- term trips. It was so amazing to be able to go on the trip with my father. To build a home for a needy family and hand over the keys at completion was amazing! The whole time I wanted to yell “Move that Bus”! Just because I am a big cheese ball. In all seriousness, I hope one day I can take my whole family on a short-term trip. It is how I visualize heaven (except without the whole streets of gold thing). People coming together for one purpose. To glorify the kingdom of God.
God has really blessed me with new friendships and a desire to serve in the high school group of my church. It has been a desire of mine for some time but through this trip he has made it very clear that this is where I should be.
My dad made a great point when we were debriefing as a group after the trip. He said “he always wanted to be at a point where something was going wrong in his life so that he needed to go to God for help”. That when we were building the walls of our house two of the walls were build entirely wrong and with so little time we got very far behind. The man who we were building the house for was an unemployed bricklayer who also happened to be incredible at stucco…. God totally sent a professional stucco guy to our job site. That has never happened in the history of mission’s trips! This was a miracle to our group. Four days to build a house goes by quick.
This point that my dad made is simple but profound. As a man who wants to be self-made it is so hard to let God lead when I have my own vision of how things should be. The reality of things is that I am being like some crazy backseat driver that is hollering out directions to God. He kind of invented the earth. He probably has a good idea of where he wants to steer my life.