Yes

I have been learning a lot of things since I started at Missouri Western. I can surely say that I've learned more about and from God than anything I've learned in my classrooms from a professor. Since my first day here, I had wondered if this was where I was supposed to be. I asked God to show me, somehow, someway, that He is at work here. Of course, in hindsight, I understand that this is kind of a stupid question. God is doing work everywhere. But I was so caught up in emotions and fear of the unknown that I had to ask anyway. There was one night in particular, though, that I was so frustrated and scared and concerned about this whole college thing that I just cried out to God. I just asked Him to show me something. Anything. I needed, in the depth of my humanity, something to see. Well, He showed me that He is, in fact, working here. (Imagine that!) And here's the story:

The next day, I was walking from my music class to my psychology class with this girl (who happened to be in both of those classes) that I had spoken to maybe once or twice. It was kind of weird that we were walking together considering it was a couple weeks in and neither of us had really made an effort to make a connection. But who was I to refuse a possible friendship? As we were walking and talking, we discussed what our majors were. I was basically an English Ed. major at the time, but I was officially undecided because I don't like paperwork. I had been thinking and heavily praying about taking that English Ed. degree into the mission field, and I saw this girl wearing a Christian t-shirt once so I mentioned it. I told her, "Yeah. I've been to the Dominican Republic a few times for missions and my heart is really there." As we were walking into Murphy Hall, she stopped as we were moving through the door together. She looked at me and laughed. "You've been with Rick and Carie too," she said. I stopped dead in my tracks. Here's my thought process: WHAT DID SHE JUST SAY? ..Rick and Carie? No way. There has to be more than one Rick and Carie in the Dominican Republic, right? Right. Okay. No. Wait. Maybe I misheard her. 

We kept talking, and sure enough, we had both worked in the same orphanage, stayed in the same house, and lived with the same people...just hundreds of miles away. This was my first "yes" from God. 

I was reading 2 Corinthians yesterday and I came across something that I've never really caught before. 2 Corinthians 1:19 says this: "because Jesus Christ, the Son of God, never waivers between yes and no. He is the one we preached to you about, and he is the divine Yes - God's affirmation." 

How awesome is that? He is the Divine Yes. He is the ultimate Yes. I have heard so many names for God before, but Yes is one I've never seen until just yesterday. Jesus is Yes. This just totally blew my mind! 

I am going to keep blogging about how God has been my Yes. I ask that you pray for me as I seek out my Yes for an open door and a way to the Dominican Republic. 

Thanks! Stay tuned for more blogs. :)

Oh! P.S. Me and the girl are really good friends now. God's really cool.