Being disconnected from the world is an unusual and odd experience. While it was normal for everyone not that long ago, being a bit younger than perhaps some of you reading, I don’t remember the world without the internet.
Most of our group don’t have a regular connection to the outside world. Every so often I get an update from Bree about world news, the last I heard was about the man driving into a mosque in London. While I’m in the middle of a desert in the middle of our country, the world still goes on. While I don’t know what they are doing, my family are still going, my friends keep on keeping on and the world continues without me. I have to trust that it’s all ok, because I don’t know.
Trust has been a reoccurring theme for me throughout this year. I have found that I have trouble trusting people. Even living with people that I feel like I know quite well over the past week has been a struggle. Right now, as I’m writing this, my mind hasn’t connected that people are going to read this because if I do I probably would not be sharing this.
We have been going through the gospel of Mark as a group for morning devotions. After looking through Mark 6 preparing for the next morning, I couldn’t sleep. It was also after talking to Michelle about her blog post and her parents (If you haven’t seen it, go back it’s a good read), I was thinking of my family. My parents separated a few years ago. I didn’t really consider that it had a massive effect on me. I mean, the results of it had an effect, like the way it effected the relationships between my parents, my sister and me. Upon reflection, I think it may be the start of when I started to struggle with trust. Without going into too much detail, seeing the lack of communication and deception between people that I thought were meant to be able to trust each other completely, made me close myself off.
Jesus was also closed off, although not by choice. As the people around him only saw him as the son of the local tradesman (Mark 6:1-4), they didn’t want to know what he was on about. Jesus continues, and goes on to reveal his power and authority by feeding 5000 people and walking on water.
In Yuendumu, despite people being sick and our different weaknesses, we have been still able to serve the local community. Through this experience God has shown me, not only that I can trust Him with what is happening in this local community, but also that I can trust Him to be in control with my family and with the world. I know that I can’t control it, so I’m glad someone does.