Humbled


One of the most interesting changes that took place in me this week was the way that I view the people we are serving. I continually found myself forming an opinion about the person in front of me based on their language, culture or ability to speak English. It was never on purpose, but I thought I had the conversation or relationship all figured out. It wasn’t until I started listening to their experiences, thoughts and feelings that I realized there is more than meets the eye.

I began finding moments that weren’t confined to language or culture. Things like the way a dad plays with his kids, or how students greet their previous teacher. The way middle schoolers hide from cameras or a congregation worships God. Language is what we use to understand each other, but God understands our hearts without needing words.

I have been humbled time and time again this week because I thought I had someone or something all figured out. The most humbling part of it all is that I have found myself doing this so many, many times before our trip.
How often do I short-change a conversation or relationship because I think I know the who/what/where/why/how of it all? How often is God’s plan compromised because my pride says, “I know all there is to know.”
Although those humbling moments are painful, I am so grateful for them. With humility there is peace and assurance because even though I don’t know everything, I know the God who does.

“Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he many lift you up in due time. Case all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you.” 1 Peter 5:6-7