Kayla is a 22-year-old college graduate. Just two weeks ago, she earned her degree, and she is already one of the richest women I know.
She’s sitting across the dining-room table from me after we clear the supper dishes. She is all these things: poised, articulate, smart, determined. She’s wearing a white dress, and runs her fingers through brown hair that cascades past her shoulders.
She earned her bachelor’s degree from a major university, and she’s got big plans, I tell you.
She’s going to be somebody — a very rich somebody.
Scratch that. She already is a rich somebody.
“Rich” might be the wrong word for Kayla. A more fitting description: filthy rich.
Kayla is headed for dirt and filth and crazy love — a life of extravagant grace amidst abject poverty. She will spend her days this way: bending low to spy Jesus in the faces of shoeless children with dirty faces.
She reminds me of her Savior, who became poor so that we might become the spiritually rich. Kayla understands the value of her inheritance. She doesn’t invest it in the S&P 500. She is moving to Haiti.
“I’ve got a one-way ticket,” she tells me through a wide smile. She’s not a visitor. She’ll be living there, among the poorest of poor. She’s got a one-way ticket to a fortune. I suspect she’s leaving her newly minted college diploma at home on her bedroom dresser in Iowa.
For Kayla, home is wherever Jesus takes her. She is filthy rich in the possession of Christ, and she’s investing her earnings on God’s children.
I’ve told Kayla before that she reminds me of Katie Davis, a young woman who is mama to many children in Uganda. Katie wrote in her book these words: “I’m face to face with Jesus in the dirt.”
Yes, Katie and Kayla are both filthy rich.
Rich women use phrases like these:
“I’ll have enough.”
“God is faithful.”
“One day at a time.”
“I will follow.”
Kayla is resolute when she says those words. I get the feeling that this 22-year-old woman has more faith in her pinkie finger than I do in my whole body. She’s a Jesus Millionaire, with a small bank account. I want to be like her when I grow up.
I ask a lot of questions over the dinner table, and I listen to her stories. She retells a series of “God-coincidences” — all of them leading to Haiti. She shares a string of ridiculously wonderful God-Things that happened at just the right time: a certain Haitian man who walked across a certain beach at a certain time. A certain sick baby at an orphanage. A certain group of children in a certain village who just “happened” to steal her heart.And now, all signs point to Go.
For all of us, the signs have been posted. They point us to a calling, and to a God. Our life’s purpose is a life of purpose.
Not all signs point to Haiti, but if we’re paying attention, we’ll see the signs that point straight to God in our everyday lives.
Our lives are strings of stories that start with the words, “It just so happened.” But I don’t see always them, unless I’m paying attention. I miss the chance at seeing the miracle — and being the miracle — if I live life with tunnel vision.
The opposite of sight is not always blindness. Sometimes, the opposite of sight is idle indifference.
Madeline L’Engle once said, “Some things have to be believed to be seen.”
Kayla has seen. Because she has believed. No one would blame her if she stayed on American soil, took a nice paying job at a graphic-design company, and hung that nice new diploma on the wall of a cubicle.
But Kayla has seen. She knows how the rich really live. The “About” section on her Facebook page are these seven words: “We live by faith, not by sight.”
For Kayla, rich living is following her Savior
down a narrow path
that leads to Haiti.
(Our friend Kayla leaves Wednesday morning for Haiti. Say a prayer for her? Visit her brand-new blog here; rice, beans & love.)
Have you come by to share you own God-incidence story? We all have those stories in our lives that start with the words, “It just so happened…”
I’m eager to read your stories in our growing community of people who are spying the work of Christ all around them. Grab a button below, add it to your post, then link up!
Oh … and this! God-Incidences on the radio. Click the link below to hear a short, 20-second snippet of a recent interview I had with a Life 96.5 .
God Incidences on Life 96.5
We write in community every Wednesday about the God-Things that make you go, “Hmmm…”
Some call them coincidences. We call them God-incidences. And those goosebumps you get sometimes when you know the Holy Spirit is at work? Yep. They’re God-Bumps.
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