Travel to Flint, MI

Saturday, at 5:30 am, I was in a truck heading to Flint, MI.  A month earlier I would not have imagined that I would be doing this.  Went to a fundraiser for Time to Revive, and I thought:  that is pretty cool, I'll give them some cash.  What actually happened is something different.  I ended up losing my job.  Right after I was let go I thought: "I could go to Flint...  No... I don't want to do that.  I don't want to think about that."  Talked my buddy Greg Boothe, who works for Time to Revive, and the first thing he said when I told him about my job was, "Hey, you could go to Flint with us".  I didn't know much about the ministry, didn't know about the dude behind the ministry, Kyle Martin, didn't think I had any business going on this trip.

I prayed, thought, prayed, and talked to many people I respect.  I felt lost, broken, and hurting in my current circumstances, so I had to put those things aside and find out what God wanted of me.  I wanted to obey.  Not go somewhere to get some benefit for myself, which I was tempted to expect.  At 3 pm on Friday, I called Greg and asked him if they still had a spot for me in the convoy driving to Flint.  He said they did, and that they had a need for someone to shoot video.  I thought: That might be pretty cool.  I told him that I would go, but I still felt scared.  I needed to find a job, I needed to get insurance, I needed to be responsible.  But I felt God calling me on this trip.  So I went.

When I met up with the people I would be driving up to Flint with, I thought: Lord, what are you doing?  I had felt a peace last night, but it was gone.  Why did my expectations need to be met?  Did I know what was needed for this trip?  For God to accomplish His purposes?  The peeps are cool, and the drive was tiring.  It took 23 hrs to get to our destination.  In the cold wind and snow, Jerry (the guy who we are staying with) welcomed us into his house.  He is awesome in his own way, and we were thankful to crash in the rooms that he and his wife Sandra provided.  I am learning that the only expectation to have should be to expect that God will move and that I should be prepared to go along for the ride.  I have a peace that I am supposed to be here, but that could be gone in 30 min.  I am such a human.  As changeable as a Texas wind.  And then I will ask for peace again.  And again.  Until I am home.