In 1970, author Judy Blume wrote the famous book titled Are you there God? It’s me, Margaret, which chronicled the coming of age struggle with religion, womanhood, and more as experienced by the heroine of the book, Margaret. Many of you probably caught the reference, but I wanted to be sure I point it out because, like Margaret, I have found myself coming of age (a much older age, granted) over the last year and asking, “Are you there God? It’s me, Mallorie.”
My prayer life this year has experienced a resurgence as we prepared to leave our home and serve as missionaries in Germany. Often times I have found myself praying in a more candid and humble way than ever before. Let’s face it: it is downright scary to do something like this. At times, I have wondered – both quietly and aloud – are we completely crazy? The answer, of course, is yes, but we are also passionately pursuing the love of our father and want to share that love with other people. Basically, God has helped me to grow up and trust him. He will provide for our needs. He is there.
If you were to ask me right now how I feel about the fact that we are about to leave for the mission field, my response would be, “I am excited, but I also feel a little sweaty thinking about it.” And that’s okay. I am just so grateful that in this life on earth, there is a savior who loves me and is there. Even if it’s just me, Mallorie.