Dreams.

I made a comment the other day about missions in view of the mission trip that i was about to embark on. I believed that it was by divine miracle that i'm going, though i wouldn't exactly say that it's a specific calling to the area of missions.

But interestingly in recent times my church has been emphasizing on missions, especially to the nation of East Timor. Truly, as the Antioch of Asia, we must not abandon this newest nation and leave it to it's own end; but rather to show them God's love by bringing them this very love to this nation.

Think about it; how often would you have the chance to impact a nation from it's birth?

East Timor is a child of misery; born as an offspring of the evil of men, and made an orphan of war.

But now God is gently calling the nation to the shelter of His wings.

He will be a Father to a fatherles nation.

And He's counting on us.

How often do we have the chance to plot a entire nation's spiritual direction?

How often can we truly bring a nation under God's sovereignty?

How often?

But i'm not talking about East Timor alone.

There was an occasion when i had a conversation with someone, and i mentioned about missionary work, and how it would be my dream to be able to play a part in bringing the Gospel to the nations.

I'm not talking about comfortable airplane rides to big cities where churches are ALREADY established. I wouldn't really call this mission trips.

The mission fields are found among us. It is found in our schools, our family, our friends, our camps. It is found in the eyes of the social outcast, the destitudes, the orphans. If only we would allow compassion to fill our hearts instead of convienence's sake.

But i have grand dreams. I dream of going into the deep jungles onboard a 4WD, bringing the very love of God to those who do not have the chance to experience it. I'm talking about trips where we forsake our little comforts to bring this great and glorious message to the nations.

How grand are my dreams?

Tibet, Iran, Iraq, Afghanistan, Pakistan.

I want to strike hard at the heart of the enemy.

And this particuler friend said, "Big dreams, but do you think it can happen? Are you able to finance such a trip?"

I admit, i do not have any idea how i would be able to fufill such dreams. I am not able. I am neither eloquent in speech, nor charismatic in behaviour. I am not rich; neither am i capable. My dreams are just dreams, this person seemed to say

But I know this very truth.

"Brothers, think of what you were when you were called. Not many of you were wise by human standards; not many were influential; not many were of noble birth. But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong. He chose the lowly things of this world and the despised things—and the things that are not—to nullify the things that are, so that no one may boast before him. It is because of him that you are in Christ Jesus, who has become for us wisdom from God—that is, our righteousness, holiness and redemption. Therefore, as it is written: "Let him who boasts boast in the Lord.""

1 Cor 1:26-31

I may have dreams, big dreams that seemed to be unachievable and unaccomplishable. But so did all the heros of faith, they all had big dreams, and it all came to past.

No matter how ridculous or insensible my dreams are, i'll never stop dreaming.

And with every God-given opportunity, i'll put them into action, prayer, intercession.

Coz i don't want to stop at words alone.

No way.