When I was in the fourth grade, I remember sitting at my desk,
staring at a picture in my Geography book.
The picture was of a woman wading through rice paddies in China. I remember as if it were yesterday that I had
my first urge to go to China. I recall very
vividly seeing the picture of this lady with a little pointed hat tied around
her head trampling barefooted through the water in the rice fields. And I clearly remember saying to myself,
someday I want to go there.
All my life I have had this incessant urge to travel around
the world. Even by the 7th
grade, I felt like God may be calling me into a career of travel. At the same time, not only did I have this
relentless urge to travel, but also intermittently was a calling or a feeling
that I must get involved in some sort of ministry. So in my usual way of trying to fix things
and get everything all figured out, I began thinking I could go into the air force,
fly the fastest jet ever made, and be a Chaplain all at the same time. Pretty much all figured out, huh? I
figured that since I couldn’t afford to travel, that would be the means for me to
see the world. In the 8th
grade that urge became so great that I felt I should begin studying another
language. And by my freshman year Spanish
was the only language course available to me. I was not too happy about that, as I wanted to
study Chinese, or Russian or some other language that I felt would be more
useful to me. Except for baseball and basketball,
Spanish was about the only life function I enjoyed other than this strong
desire to study the Bible.
So during my freshman and sophomore years, I studied
Spanish, and though not the smartest student in the class, I did quite
well. But it was about that time I felt
God speak to me again. With this relentless desire still tugging at my heart to
go around the world, I just couldn’t seem to figure things out. I do remember a missionary coming through to
visit our Church one day, and he spoke about how God calls people out to
service around the world. Of course I
knew a little bit about missionaries, but I could not understand how God could
be calling me, if I couldn’t afford to go.
But I just continued on, day be day trying to figure things out. And then one day it all started coming to me,
or at least so I thought
As a junior, along with baseball and basketball, I joined
the local civil air patrol. I figured
there I could learn to fly, and that would get me into the air force, and from
there, I could build a career, which would take me into missions.
But I later learned that my plans are not always God’s
plans. I chose to go to a technical college and study communications through
IBM data based machines. What a
disaster. And then God spoke again and
said, “it will work out for you if you will just do what I say and go where I
lead.” And when I finally said ok, He
directed my path in other ways. Theology
and missions studies were His plan for my college career, after I had
squandered away two years of my life trying to get into the air force the wrong
way.
Since this story is about being led by the Holy Spirit
rather than trying to do things my way, one would think the lesson was learned,
and I would follow in His footsteps letting Him direct my path. I wish I could say that was the case. But needless to say, He still had other ideas
of teaching me how, when and where He wanted me to go.
Roll forward a few years, and now I am now married and my
wife and I think we are on the road to Africa.
But more surprises are still to come.
While preparing to go to Africa, God sends us to Brazil on an
internship, only to show us our next mission would be in Spain, where we ended
up living for almost 10 years. Wow, His
ways are certainly not my ways, but at least by now I had learned to accept his
will in peace. I still haven’t gotten to China a t this young age of 65, however,
I have learned some real lessons. I have
learned that God grants some people with cross cultural gifts and skills, and
gives them the desire to be ready to go at any time to the place of His
calling. The Apostle Paul was the best example of one who had learned this, and
he listened to the leadership of the Holy Spirit.
“Paul and his
companions traveled throughout the region of Phrygia and Galatia, having been
kept by the Holy Spirit from preaching the word in the province of Asia. When they came to the border of Mysia, they
tried to enter Bithynia, but the spirit of Jesus would not allow them to. So they passed by Mysia and went down to Troas. During the night Paul had a vision of a man
of Macedonia standing and begging him,
“come over to Macedonia and help us.”
After Paul had seen the vision, we got ready at once to leave for
Macedonia, concluding that God had called us to preach the Gospel to them. Acts 16:6-10
I don’t always understand all the things He places on my
heart, but I can only take them one step at a time and go where he says
go. When I finally learned that lesson,
a deep settled peace came over me. And I
find my self, saying to Him when He says go, I say, “Lord, where will it be and for how long?” Then I wait until He gives the marching
orders.
Over these past several years, it has been Nicaragua. My wife and I made three trips there last
year, and now we are planning another trip in June for the duration of 5
months. While we are there, we have been
asked to do a project, which includes a trip into Costa Rica. Then upon return, I have been invited for a
whirlwind trip to India for another medical clinic with PICI.
So Lord, I humbly ask you.
”Is China still in the picture?”
It really is ok if you have some other place in mind. I think I have learned my lesson and am
willing wait to hear you say where and when.
Dock Caton 4/14/13
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