Madagascar

A Teaching Degree

The box next to "Christian Studies" was marked. My college major was chosen. I felt confident and somehow more mature. Checking that small box on the blue form seemed to be one of the biggest decisions I had ever made.

Why would I choose anything else? God had shown me that I would be serving Him overseas once I graduated so what good would any other major do for me? Two months into college, God began to speak to my heart. He wanted me in the education building. A teacher? Really? I looked into seeing if it could be my minor. No such luck.

Reluctantly, I filled out the form to change my major and over the next three and a half years fell completely in love with teaching. Fast forward four years after graduation, and I'm getting on a plane to go and serve as an international missionary in Madagascar. His plan remained and He did not need my help to get me there.

That teaching degree opened up doors to an English-as-a-second-language community that I would not have had otherwise. He gave me a classroom of precious deaf children that I was welcomed into because of my education degree. He saw the future so much clearer than I ever have.

Blocking the Distractions

Bike tires squealing, people selling their goods, goats and cattle making their presence known . . . these are the sounds that fill the space outside my window. It seems when I seek a quiet space, the outside sounds only get louder. Living in a foreign land has its challenges, but one of the biggest is tuning out the distractions.

Distractions in Madagascar might look a bit different than they do in America, but they still accomplish the same goal: they keep my attention from being focused on God. The funny thing is that it's my choice. I choose to let them distract me. My mind finds itself in a whirlwind of outside activity coupled with the toddler tornado that's happening inside my home.

Part of being a follower of Christ means that I am called to listen. I must choose to prioritize time alone with God and studying the Bible. Making this a priority for me looks like waking up before my toddler does (with the sun), turning on some Ellie Holcomb music (drowns out those outside noises), and sitting still.

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