| | I read a truly amazing book yesterday; yes, I read the whole book yesterday. It's called A Million Miles in a Thousand Years and it's by Donald Miller. I was all set to not like the book, since I have mixed feelings about stuff he has written in the past.
But I've been thinking recently about how I want my life to mean more than it currently means. I don't really know what that looks like, but it's the cry of my heart to pour my life out for something meaningful; something that lasts beyond my life. I know the only way to do that is to live it for Jesus. I am currently an intercessory missionary, and so I am pouring my life out for Jesus. And I desperately long for that to feel like enough. But the social justice part of my heart is aching to be put to use again.
It's why I majored in Anthropology when all is said and done. I believe in justice. I believe in speaking for people who cannot speak for themselves. It's why forensic anthropology is what it is to me. Or was to me; I guess it's not really a whole lot to me, except for something I was once headed into. I get to speak for someone who can't speak for themself; I get to bring justice in the ultimately unjust situation - death. It's also particularly handy for my introverted side that doesn't always deal well with other people - there's not a whole lot of personal interaction with dead people.
Thinking about it now, though, I guess I kind of get to do that same thing in my current job. I have the privilege of talking with the God of the universe about all of the unjust things in the world. About human trafficking, and orphans, about widows and genocide, about abortion and rape and all of the brokenness of my generation.
Oh, the brokenness of my generation! Abba, how it must make Your heart break; I know it breaks mine and my heart is so very hard and calloused compared to Yours. Oh, would You come and meet my generation? Would you interrupt their lives and challenge them to something higher than themselves - to a story greater than themselves - to a man named Jesus?
That's what the book was about - living a story greater than yourself; giving your life meaning. And it struck a chord in me, because it's just one more confirmation that there's more to my life out there than what I currently possess. And while the tension between what is and what I long for is painful, it is also oh so very beautiful. Because it draws me to His heart and His plan. And He slips His hand in mine and takes me on a grand adventure.
And really, how can I say no to a grand adventure?
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