China….Again?

We had not even left.  When seeds stirred restless in my soul…..

To return.

China.  Something more….than any place I have known before.

God seed sprouting….planted four years earlier.  In a dream.

Seeing Asian children, inside an orphanage.

And never imagining I would have really been there.

The faces.  The people.  Somehow not foreign.

Soil moistened…..by the tears we cried beforehand…..

Prior to going to China.

Church strangers.  Like family.  Family, I had never met.

The streets like a place I have been…..in a dream.  

Somehow…..familiar.

On knees crying.  Fasting.  Asking God to paint a picture….

Of what He wants to do with me next time.

Oh the God joy in the heart cry…..Lord, what do you want to do with me next.

Arms reaching….heart pleading……

Seed starts growing through my chest.

China.

I am not done yet.

This was not a normal missions trip.

Not a go and went.  A….get my hands wet…..and share.  One time, heart bent…..

The kind that time and parting and distance….

Can separate.  It is not like that. 

China is rooted deep. 

So, I sit.  And wait and trust and pray…..

Knowing…..I’ll go again…..

Someday.