A Curious Girl: A life less ordinary

There's a reason why I'm not accepting a normal life.

I know God calls people to do all sorts of things. I know he's called women like me to be housewives, and secretaries, and shopkeepers, and bank managers, and MPs.

The thing is, I know he hasn't called me to be any of these.

I remember going to the World Evangelisation Crusade (WEC) open day and being utterly impressed by their amazing commitment. The life is hard but reaching out to the lost in the places where it's hardest to do it attracts me. I've felt drawn to work in places in Africa like Sudan, Ethiopia, Rwanda, Uganda, Angola. I don't want to hurt my family, or even leave them for that matter, but this more important. It feels right to spread God's love where it has barely been.

I remember reading God's Smuggler by Brother Andrew, who was at the WEC open day I went to, and being utterly moved by his work and dedication. I remember listening to the woman who set up India's first Girls' Brigade, and hearing her stories of all the wonderful people she had helped lead to Christ i India.

I remember the first time I heard the word 'missionary' and understood what it meant, and finding it beautiful.

I know that my country needs so many missionaries, but I know too that it has so many missionaries. I guess this isn't about a 'global' thing, but a personal one. I can give and teach so much to those people I hurt for on the news. I can gain and learn so much from them. I know that when I read the Bible, what always seems to become evident to me is, that God has ensured that we will always have all we need, whatever work of his we are doing, whether it is comfortable yet important work in our own local community, or being someone like Mother Teresa, the ultimate example. I know that if I was Catholic, St. Francis would be my favourite saint. As it is, he is a man I admire very much.

I accept this, but I don't know how it will happen!!

And I wonder, am I doing the right thing in this comfortable home of mine, doing my A-levels, which is a doddle compared to the teenagers who are homeless, and looking after their starving brothers and sisters because their parents were killed by extremists. Is there a better way I could be preparing for my commission? (excellent word that)

What should I be doing? Help me, Lord.

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