Mission to the Missionary

Sometimes I wonder why God would ever choose me to be a missionary. I am certainly not the most qualified, or most spiritual, or most sacrificial,  or most well suited for all of the challenges of the missionary life, or most anything really.  I am convinced of the fact that God calling me to be a part of His work in this way is exactly what He was talking about in 1 Corinthians 1 where he talks about choosing the weak things of this world to bring glory to Himself.

Another thing I’ve been thinking about lately is about God’s plan to bless us and give us abundant life in Christ, and how that relates to the specific life that God has chosen to give me, and to you too as missionary moms.

We’ve been called to share the gospel and serve others. We lead ministries and movements. We help others and show hospitality. We endure hardship so that others may hear. And what wonder we should experience as we stop and turn the lens around to see what  God is doing in our own souls as a result of His calling on our lives to serve others as missionaries.

I was thinking of those first little moments of hope as we trudge new ground in ministry. You arrive in a new place or try to begin a new ministry from the ground up and there is so much prayer, planning, and labor before there is any ounce of visible fruit. Of course progress is being made forward for the sake of the souls of others, but there is also so much progress that takes place in our own souls as we are forced to exercise pure faith, void of any tangible result to prop up our confidence, and to trust in the Lord to accomplish His will .

There is the move to a foreign place with the hopes of serving and loving others. We arrive in our new and very unfamiliar home most likely know not a single soul in the community. Perhaps we know our team somewhat, but we doubtfully know any of those who will become dear to us and whom we hope to reach with our ministries. We are total foreigners. Everyone is a stranger. Those first gestures of kindness and first offers of friendship are such powerful balm to the soul. A few kind words or an offer of help lift one’s spirits for days. To feel the love of God as expressed through the people that He has created brings unexplainable hope, cool water to the soul.

Then there are the privilege of getting to share the gospel. We sit and talk and share of what God has done for us with passion and hope that the those that we share with will receive this eternity-altering news for themselves. All the while we are reminded of what God has done and is doing for us.  We’re reminded how He has brought us to this place where all of the hardships and sacrifices that we temporarily endure would be well worth it so that others might here this Message and be spared from an eternity far worse. The power of the gospel is not only for the new hearer, but daily and just as powerfully for us as well.

And then there is discipling and encouraging believers and seeing them grow in faith. We pour out and build into others, yet all along God encourages us and fills us in new ways as we sit and watch the power of the Holy Spirit transforming souls before our very eyes.

And what about serving, often behind the scenes and without thanks? Here we are given the chance to love and to bless and to partake in God’s work without the promise of any accolade to carry us on.  We confront our prideful desire to be praised and come closer to an understanding of what it is to serve the Lord humbly and selflessly rather than to serve ourselves.

Feelings of homesickness and a sense of longing and loss invade our emotions as months and years pass by and we are far from family and loved ones and the place that we once called home. Our hearts can only turn heavenward for hope and comfort, and we are reminded that God’s perfect provision for this sacrifice is a perfect and permanent home with Him.

We could go on through every aspect of the work that we do for the sake of the souls of others and see glimpses of how the very mission that we are called to is also so very much God’s plan to grow and bless our very own souls. He loves us dearly, and this life, though certainly a vital part of His plan for the salvation of others, is also His perfect plan to bless us personally as His very own loved children. Praise be to God!

What is one way that God has ministered to your soul as you have served Him lately?

(Post by: Ashley)

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4 Responses to “Mission to the Missionary”


  1. 1 Jen February 8, 2011 at 10:11 pm

    Thank you for the encouragement. I struggle most with serving without being thanked, though God is faithful to use motherhood as a tool to sanctify here. I’m currently reading “God Smuggler” and am encouraged by the simple obedience of him following his calling despite the obstacls that are there to stop him. Amidst the obstacles, he “prayed that morning, as I always did while biking to work, that God would tell me what to say to people.” I’m reminded that humble, obedient, reliance is the best place for us to be.

  2. 2 Addie February 12, 2011 at 7:58 pm

    I have been struggling with feeling like He is enough, when I frequently want to be accepted and praised by people around me, I forget to realize that Jesus is enough and his acceptance of me is enough, no matter what other people say or do. This entry is very encouraging to me, thank you Ashley.

  3. 3 Shilo February 13, 2011 at 10:25 pm

    Welcome back, Ashley. It’s comforting to hear you put into words what I know so many of us feel. How awesome to be brought back to the wonder of it all…my struggle lately is that I hardly know any unsaved people, the Lord has given me a tremendous discipleship ministry but I just can’t help but wonder if it is enough. So I daily must rest in Him and allow Him to guide my steps…rather than fulfilling a certain criteria that I think “missionary” means.


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