Out of my head
After my junior year in college, I spent the summer with a friend and a missionary couple in Singapore. My friend and I were hoping to experience missions in a setting completely different than the one we live in, so, of course, we picked the exact opposite side of the globe.
As we lived in Singapore, we had the priviledge of serving God alongside some Australians. We knew that America was quite literally on the other side of the world compared to Singapore. But it wasn’t until our Australians friends pointed out to us that had we continued to travel any further away from the United States, we would actually be returning to it.
Isn’t that the way? It’s like the one thing we are running from suddenly becomes the one thing we are running toward.
InYann Martel’s novel, Life of Pi, the main character Piscine is introduced to Jesus and to Christianity. Afterwards, he expresses:
I couldn’t get Him out of my head. Still can’t. I spent three solid days thinking about Him. The more He bothered me, the less I could forget Him. And the more I learned about Him, the less I wanted to leave Him.”
I teach a middle school girl’s Sunday school class. My coteacher and I have told them that it’s okay if they don’t understand everything about Jesus. In fact, isn’t it better that we, mere humans, cannot comprehend a God who loves us so much that He would suffer in order for us to be in a right relationship with Him?
That kind of love is hard to shake from your brain. The more I learn, the more I want to learn.
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