Nomadic Life

Canon 550D, 35mm

One of my friends who’s a missionary here in Bkk, was standing over her apartment’s balcony as we were doing a photoshoot for work. Her skirt was just a great accent to the dim lighted sunset so I had to steal the moment.

The picture reminds me of others like her who have traveled miles away from home, venturing different cultures to follow their callings. Many of whom I’ve heard about are persecuted even by their own families for doing so, because some people associate fruitfulness only with money, and cannot fathom happiness and success from serving others. But it is because of people like this friend of mine that so many lives were touched and changed. They love on those who don’t deserve it, they give to those who desperately need it, and they pray for those who don’t even know it. And their love is like light, and when light enters dark places it becomes contagious spreading to the corners we don’t even see. But what we do see, is the holistic change in the person, the community, and the nation.

 

“A prophet is not without honor except in his own town, among his relatives and in his own home.”