Friday night, I was at at my family’s lake house. As the sun set, I walked to the end of the pier with my Bible in hand, reflecting on how much my life will change going into this missions trip. I thought about my family; how much fun we have together, and how much I’ll miss being with them for the holidays. I thought about the laughter with my friends, the warmth of my boyfriend’s hugs, and the ache of knowing those comforts will be far away. My mind wandered to the loneliness I may face, the weight of financial deadlines, and the fear: How am I supposed to do this? But then my heart turned back to Jesus.
Jesus, who possesses the ultimate privilege as the Son of God. Divine in nature, full of power, honored above all. Yet He used that privilege not for Himself, but for others. He healed the sick, embraced the forgotten, forgave the broken, and uplifted the lowly. In that moment, I realized how privileged I am.
How privileged I am to have a family I’ll miss.
To have friends I long to laugh with.
To have someone to hug goodbye.
To in that moment, feel the wind in my face and even the sting of mosquito bites.
To breathe, to feel, to care deeply.
To be stressed and still have a Savior to run to.
Jesus showed us that privilege is meant to be shared. As believers, we’ve been invited into the greatest privilege of all, being a part of God’s family. And with that privilege comes the responsibility to live worthy of the calling we’ve received, and to bring others along. Lately, I’ve been reading through Isaiah, and one verse continues to sit with me.
“Learn to do good; seek justice, rebuke the oppressor; defend the fatherless, plead for the widow.” – Isaiah 1:17
This verse reminds me that my privilege; my voice, my presence, my resources isn’t for me alone. It’s to stand up for people who can’t. To advocate for the forgotten. To bring hope where it’s needed most. And even though I will likely feel this fear and loneliness again, like I did on that night, I will not be consumed by it. I’m reminded that I can walk into this new season with courage and peace, knowing I’m stepping into a calling that God Himself prepared.
What a privilege it is to be a part of His Great Commission.
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