'It has been figured out', my leader said in front of us after the talk. She has been wanting to ask me if my time here has been fruitful. Barely a year. 'I know now the answer', she said. 'You inspire us'
My heart was overwhelmed during the sharing of what each has learned. It was also aching to know I will leave them. I received praises I humbly all give to God. 'I don't deserve those but I give Him all the glory', I continued. It was heartbreaking and liberating.
She mentioned the story of the life of Abraham, the pitching of the tent. Wherever Abraham goes, he serves faithfully and it becomes fruitful. I seconded the motion. I was reminded of one of my readings.
“So Abram went to live near the great trees of Mamre at Hebron, where he pitched his tents. There he built an altar to the Lord.”
Genesis 13:18 NIV
Abraham is obedient when God asks Him to leave certain places to go to another place, whenever he pitches his tent, he would worship God, he would built an altar.
Our home is heaven. We only pitch our tents to places we go. In every place, we must pitch our tent, which means we should always worship God. That's our highest calling.
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