his name was hudson taylor

im reading this book on hudon taylor & its just been my most recent addiction. i think about it constantly. a man who left to be a missionary in china. lately, i cant help but think about my life and career and whether or not i think the 2 should define each other or just remain seperate.

this past week knocked me out and basically left me sleeping for about 12 hours straight. i love my career to death but i cant lie-im thirsty for another missions trip. most of the time i will take a missions trip once a year but lately its been leisure. its fine that it is but i can tell i am getting back to that point where i need a refresher.

this week i was in the car chatting with someone that i admire to the fullest. i think that if this person actually thinks i am doing something right i would want to stay in my career-so  i thought that day, but then this weekend i just spent time thinking of hudson taylor & where his heart was & what he did with his life & all the sudden i cant even say if i even touch any lives in my career.

this lady came up to me today at church. happened to encourage me in ways she probably didnt really think was that profound…but it was. maybe her words will push me to go on …or maybe her words pushed me to pray for the next journey.

possibly i will get more clarity & confirmation when  i head back to theology school. all i know is this world is a rat race and i certainly want no part in it. i just want my life to speak of You, God. I want my life to be a reflection of the good things you have done in my life. confirm the things you need to or else i pretty much wanna bounce.