Tired of waiting in America
Posted: April 6th, 2017, 6:04 pm
This seems a better place for an introduction. Now, where to start?...
As an older millennial, I've finally realized that I'll never make it here. I am thought of as my peers and yet I've always been light years ahead, waiting on people to catch up. They're not and likely never will, and it's lonely here.
I gave my heart over to Jesus a little over seven years ago and can say that Alexis de Tocqueville was right:
I sought for the key to the greatness and genius of America in her harbors...; in her fertile fields and boundless forests; in her rich mines and vast world commerce; in her public school system and institutions of learning. I sought for it in her democratic Congress and in her matchless Constitution.
Not until I went into the churches of America and heard her pulpits flame with righteousness did I understand the secret of her genius and power.
America is great because America is good, and if America ever ceases to be good, America will cease to be great.
America is no longer good.
Even in churches the plagues of feminism, worship of money, lust, hypocrisy, and so-forth reign. (I've got my own issues, too. I'm hardly perfect.) With all this pent-up dissatisfaction, I'm just feeling more and more secluded and unable to deeply connect outside of a one-on-one scenario with a select few. And don't even get me started on dating and relationships. Women stopped being women and became counterfeit men. Self-centered, selfish, coarse, corrupt, oblivious to reality due to a pampered, protected, and artificially elevated position. It's not every man and woman that's twisting this country into ruin... but enough of them are.
What finally pushes me over the edge is that I'm stepping forward to answer the call of being a missionary. When you separate my faith from the mistakes man has made with it, it really is the most beautiful message of acceptance and hope. And so I want to help people, I want to love on those who are hurting, and I want to spend the rest of my life in that pursuit. I just think I'll also be able to find my wife in doing so.
Fortunately, it's a pretty straightforward process. Selling what I've got and either renting or selling my house would put me at a distinct financial advantage in the countries I want to go. I don't have to make as much and/or raise near as much support if I buy a house and am living debt free over there. By connecting with other missionaries in the field, I have a support, culture, and language training network I can build off of.
A year from now I earn another three weeks vacation. At that point I'll turn in my notice, set my final financial affairs in this country in order, and hop a one-way flight to my new home (looking like Ukraine right now.) I'm excited at the sheer unknown of it all; the adventure, the adversity, and the pursuit of a life... happier abroad.
-Ben
As an older millennial, I've finally realized that I'll never make it here. I am thought of as my peers and yet I've always been light years ahead, waiting on people to catch up. They're not and likely never will, and it's lonely here.
I gave my heart over to Jesus a little over seven years ago and can say that Alexis de Tocqueville was right:
I sought for the key to the greatness and genius of America in her harbors...; in her fertile fields and boundless forests; in her rich mines and vast world commerce; in her public school system and institutions of learning. I sought for it in her democratic Congress and in her matchless Constitution.
Not until I went into the churches of America and heard her pulpits flame with righteousness did I understand the secret of her genius and power.
America is great because America is good, and if America ever ceases to be good, America will cease to be great.
America is no longer good.
Even in churches the plagues of feminism, worship of money, lust, hypocrisy, and so-forth reign. (I've got my own issues, too. I'm hardly perfect.) With all this pent-up dissatisfaction, I'm just feeling more and more secluded and unable to deeply connect outside of a one-on-one scenario with a select few. And don't even get me started on dating and relationships. Women stopped being women and became counterfeit men. Self-centered, selfish, coarse, corrupt, oblivious to reality due to a pampered, protected, and artificially elevated position. It's not every man and woman that's twisting this country into ruin... but enough of them are.
What finally pushes me over the edge is that I'm stepping forward to answer the call of being a missionary. When you separate my faith from the mistakes man has made with it, it really is the most beautiful message of acceptance and hope. And so I want to help people, I want to love on those who are hurting, and I want to spend the rest of my life in that pursuit. I just think I'll also be able to find my wife in doing so.
Fortunately, it's a pretty straightforward process. Selling what I've got and either renting or selling my house would put me at a distinct financial advantage in the countries I want to go. I don't have to make as much and/or raise near as much support if I buy a house and am living debt free over there. By connecting with other missionaries in the field, I have a support, culture, and language training network I can build off of.
A year from now I earn another three weeks vacation. At that point I'll turn in my notice, set my final financial affairs in this country in order, and hop a one-way flight to my new home (looking like Ukraine right now.) I'm excited at the sheer unknown of it all; the adventure, the adversity, and the pursuit of a life... happier abroad.
-Ben