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Always Together

May 28, 2018 4 min read

Together. Always Together
And He says,
“Let the seasons change.
Let’s do something new and
Scary and
Different and
Unlike anything we’ve done so far.”
He says,
“Together. We will do this together.
Always together.”

In November 2017, my world felt like it was spinning out of control. Events happened that I did not, could not anticipate, and I remember driving one afternoon, lost in thought like I so often was, trying to solve problems that weren’t mine to fix.

The thought was so simple and so random that it made my breath catch in my throat.

“I wonder if Outpour Movement offers an internship, and I wonder if they need a writer.”

The idea immediately began to settle into my heart, into my bones. Even in that moment, as my world twisted and groaned, I knew that this thought was not random. I already had a friend working with Outpour Movement in Mae Sot, Thailand, and so I very casually mentioned it to her a couple of days later. I remember laughing to myself, thinking, “There’s no way.”

And yet.

The best stories have an “and yet” kind of moment, the kind that shifts the story, marks a moment of change, a pivot, a swing.

I will forever remember her response. She told me that in the last week or so, God had given her and another teammate a vision and a dream to invite a writer to the Outpour team. She told me that they had big, God-sized ideas. They weren’t looking for just any writer. They were looking for a writer who loved and cherished people’s stories, and they had one person in mind—me.

That feeling of an out-of-control world, it only intensified in the weeks to come. Change has a way of spinning my mind and my heart into chaos. I’d like to think that I am good at transition, but that would be a lie. I’m a planner, a list-maker. I’m not very spontaneous. I work hard on being flexible. And this, this was not part of the plan.

And yet.

In the midst of new ideas and new dreams and a new vision for the future, the Father simply whispered, “Take a step.”

One step.

That’s all the Father asked me to take.

Just one step.

And then another.

And then another.

Time and again, He was faithful. As my friends and I journeyed together, God aligned our hearts. He aligned our dreams. He aligned our vision. He showed up time and again, proving Himself to be the ever-present, ever-faithful Father that I so deeply know him to be.

In April 2018, I had the opportunity to go to Mae Sot, Thailand for the first time. At that point, I was 90% sure this was where God was asking me to journey for this next season of life. I remember landing in Bangkok late at night, ready to see a familiar face. I remember wondering if I had just landed in the country I would call home. I remember taking a deep breath and whispering to my anxious heart, “One step at a time.”

This trip confirmed everything for me. It confirmed the place, the organization, the work, the vision. Outpour works with people on the margins, people who are oppressed, people who are just trying to build a better life for themselves. My heart bleeds for these people. It desperately wants them to realize their value and worth. It desperately wants them to feel empowered and cared for and cherished.

My heart desperately wants them to see their stories for what they are—moments weaved together by a Father who loves them and sees them and knows them.

But at times, this trip also left me feeling all kinds of insecure and unsure of my own ability.

And yet.

In the moments when I sensed God most deeply, it left me feeling certain in the most profound ways. It is the kind of certainty that is still clouded with mystery.

It is the kind of certainty that is also called faith.

And so step by step, I continue to follow the Father. I continue this journey bit by bit.

Some days are overwhelming. Some days I have the opportunity to go to my four-year-old niece’s dance recital, and I cry on the way home. Some days I have the chance to laugh with my housemates who have become some of my best friends, and a deep sadness settles in my spirit. Some days I look around at this beautiful and wonderful life that I get to call my own, and I have to remind myself of the certainty the Father gave me in Mae Sot. Because some moments are overwhelming and daunting and too much for me to hold on my own.

And yet.

I am reminded that the Father never asked me to do it alone. He never told me to figure it out by myself. He never demanded that I piece together all of the details in my own strength.

He asked me to take a step.

And then another.

And then another.

And He whispered, “We’ll do this together. Always together.”

Want to join me on this journey? I can’t do this without people who come alongside me as prayer warriors and financial supporters. If you want to sign up for my email list to receive updates on the ministry, shoot me a message here. If you want to join me as a financial supporter, just click here. Beside “Missionary Support,” write Kate Berkey. I am so incredibly grateful for support, whether it’s prayer and financial. If there’s one thing I know, it’s that I cannot do this on my own.

Let’s do this together.

Always together.

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