I spent much of this fall at home in Springfield. Which is a real feat for me, if you know how much I love to travel. But stay in Springfield, I did. The mobilization team did not have many trips scheduled so I was very intentional in the matter, even asking some friends for accountability: “If I mention searching for a plane ticket for anything other than work, intervene!” Luckily, they didn’t have to. I powered through.
For one, I had enough work to do in the office as Global Initiative handed me the mobilization department. We currently have six teams preparing to travel in the first half of 2014, with a couple more in the works. That means budgets, team preparation, fundraising, etc. All the nerdy admin details that make my brain happy. So I’ve contentedly been working on those.
Second, but not less important, I stayed home so I didn’t miss any Thursday night core group meetings. I served as the facilitator for one of a half dozen groups from church discussing The Jesus I Never Knew by Philip Yancey. I read this book over ten years ago but read it with different eyes and new understanding this time. As I read, I often thought about the Muslims that I met this past year in my travels, and as the group marveled at this wonderful story about Jesus, I could not help but bring it up: “We are amazed at this story. Are we telling those who’ve never heard? What needs to change in our lives to make that happen?” A challenge to myself as much as to the group.
What appeared to be a “death sentence” of three months in Springfield with no travel was something entirely different. It was time to be home and be present. It was time to invest in friendships. It was time to get reacquainted with the story of Jesus. It was time to think about the lost in my world that need reaching. And to my surprise it was time to mobilize, no travel required: one of the girls from core group decided to join the exposure trip to New York City in March. Well played, God, well played.