The world is a big place. Seems like a fairly obvious statement. But watching the sun come up over the Singapore airport and having just sat in the airplane as we flew over the US, Japan, Korea, Taiwan, The Philippines, Singapore, Malaysia, Cambodia and Myanmar, knowing that just around the corner is India, China, Nepal, Bhutan, Viet Nam, Thailand, Bangladesh – millions and millions of people, the world seemed to get bigger… right now the bigness of the world is a bit more personal.
The world is a strange place. When you get a few miles away from home you see people wearing strange clothes, eating strange food, speaking in strange ways (and I made all of those observations in San Francisco!). But even as the strangeness is gets more pronounced the farther you get from home… there really is a lot of sameness. Little kids in Singapore playing on the moving walkways, the familiar looks on people’s faces of worry, fear and happiness.
The world is our home. As pleased as I am to be an American, I see the how interconnected we are. I have devoted a lot of time and energy the past few years talking about our community… that our problems are community problems and that any real solutions must be collective, the community working together. I’ll admit that the world is certainly bigger, stranger and more complex than my Aurora, CO community – yet we are all in this together.
I’m not quite sure what to do with this “clearer than ever” thought. But I am thankful for the amazing opportunity see and experience this big, strange world. And I am really grateful to be called by God to represent Him, to be His feet, hands and voice wherever He might send me.