Its a few moments before I report for my last long flight - Athens 7 days. Everyone's asking me why am I quitting especially in this tight economic situation.
"Why not take 2 years unpaid leave?"
"Why not hang on until the situation improves?"
"If you stay a few more years, you'll get your five year gradutity"
"In fact, stay put a few more months and you'll get ur bonus!"
My mind is stubborn because my heart is set. I know exactly what I'm leaving behind - something that the Lord has meant for me for this period of time which is passing; a blessing that the Lord provided for me to pay my school fees; a job that lets me see the world; a job that lets me see more of myself and let go more of myself to Him.
I'm not perfect and I didn't say I'm ready for what is ahead. In fact, I dont think I'm obedient enough, I dont think I've given up enough, I dont think I let go enough. The road ahead of me seems unclear though I know its clear in His eyes.
I stand near the end of the path I've been walking for the past 2 years. It makes the end of a lifestyle I've chosen to step out of and the beginning of a new life in Him. I want to sing: I have decided to follow Jesus, no turning back, no turning back. But i'm afraid to make empty promises to the One I love. It is Him who has taken me into His hand, and it is Him who will keep me safe.
But at the end of the day, I know why - why I have to leave it all behind and take on His plan for my life. This is why.
We rode into town the other day
Just me and my Daddy
He said I'd finally reached that age
And I could ride next to him on a horse
That of course was not quite as wide
We heard a crowd of people shouting
And so we stopped to find out why
And there was that man
That my dad said he loved
But today there was fear in his eyes
So I said "Daddy, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why is He dressed in that bright purple robe?
I'll bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows
Daddy, please can't you do something?
He looks as though He's gonna cry
you said he was stronger than all of those guys
addy, please tell me why
Why does everyone want him to die?"
Later that day the sky grew cloudy
And Daddy said I should go inside
Somehow he knew things would get stormy
Boy was he right
But I could not keep from wondering
If there was something he had to hide
So after he left I had to find out
I was not afraid of getting lost
So I followed the crowds
To a hill where I knew men had been killed
And I heard a voice come from the cross
And it said, "Father, why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why are they casting their lots for My robe?
This crown of thorns hurts Me more than it shows
Father, please can't You do something?
I know that You must hear My cry
I thought I could handle the cross of this size
Father, remind Me why
Why does everyone want Me to die?
When will I understand why?"
"My precious Son, I hear them screaming
I'm watching the face of the enemy beaming
But soon I will clothe You in robes of My own
Jesus, this hurts Me much more than You know
But this dark hour I must do nothing
Though I've heard Your unbearable cry
The power in Your blood destroys all of the lies
Soon You'll see past their unmerciful eyes
Look there below, see the child
Trembling by her father's side
Now I can tell You why
She is why You must die"