The desire

the blog posting of a friend really made me think today [which is always a good thing ;)] . I wanted to share my response here;
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I'm glad that your passions are alive, and I do hope that they stay kindled.
One thing God is showing me more and more is that there are stories to be told wherever you may be.We live in a fallen world, full of broken hearts and lives. Australia in comparison is indeed a wealthy nation, when compared to many this world knows. However if money was all that was required to make this world more bearable then many of it's problems would have been dealt with long ago.Life is never that simple.
For the last 5 weeks and at least the next 5 I have spent my time with a class of 26 students, each one of them, broken in some way - it tears me apart to know that more and more children, in what is considered to be a 'civilised society' deal with issues I never even knew exsisted until I was at least 12. these children are but 11 and they've lived with it their whole lives.Their are children within my classroom who have suffered so much abbuse in so many different ways, children who have known nothing but neglect for at least half of thier lives...and it breaks my heart. It took too long for their plight to be heart, for their stories to be unravelled.
I can appreciate your desire to shoot off to every corner of the globe to capture life, and to change hearts. But I want to encourage you to follow in the heart of the Apostle Paul and practice the art of being content in ALL things, wherever you may be. That doesn't mean you have to let go of your dreams, if anything grip them tighter, but rather I want to encourage you to be ready and willing for God to use you right where you are...
Australia may not suffer the same as other nations, but there are stories to be told and there is a harvest more than ready to be collected.[the Harvest is plenty but the workers are few ;)]
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I do still have a passion for missionary work, and I do still plan to spent time on the African Mercy ship , working as a teacher and attempting to change something, somehow. But I guess that the more I press into God and the further he takes me down this path of life, the more I realise that it doesn't matter where you go in this world - there are lost everywhere!
There are lives which need the touch of Jesus.

I believe that God has called me to a harvest right here in Australia. Their desperation may not seem as prevalent as those people who have nothing to claim - no food, no clothes, no money. But their soul is just as wanted by the father. If anything, they're flesh is more than ready to wrestle the spirit harder, as they wear their smiles while their souls scream, stiffled by their CD Players and car exhausts.
We live in a society that thinks it has it all and needs nothing else. A society thats more than ready to look after themselves, yet forgets to love their children with, not gifts, but time...
Children who grow up with no father, no mother...not because they fail to walk this earth, but because they're always to busy.

We live in a world of broken hearts, broken lives, who desperately need Jesus. If God loving the children who walk into my classroom, through my life, is all I have to claim when my days here are done, I know it will be enough.
I may not desire a life of showiness or limelight - but I do desire to use it to show young hearts that they matter, that they are NOT forgotten and that there is a plan and father so much bigger than they will ever know, but more than anything that they are desperately and unconditionally loved for exactly who they are...they are not a mistake.
THAT is my hearts desire. And I will do that wherever God moves me. It doesn't start tomorrow...it starts right now.