The lights dim, and I am suddenly jolted alert. After our evening lecture on Fear of the Lord, I had totally forgotten about the announcement. Well, staff didn’t tell us in so many words. We knew.
Tonight we would find out our Music & Arts DTS outreach locations– wait, right now.
I gaze up at the projector screen, knees bouncing. Stroke by stroke, stop-motion film reveals a canvas with the outline of a country– I know it right away– Australia. Yes, I expected that. I’d heard from past blog posts that teams often spend a couple weeks serving here in Australia. So I waited for the next location. Stroke by stroke– yep, I know this one, too.
A roar of excitement explodes in the room. There may have been squeals. Most definitely tears.
Me? All I do is lean forward. Where is the other outreach team going?!
I’ve heard about missions trips for a long time, and I knew that there would be this decision to pray about during DTS. I found myself thinking about my mentor’s question earlier this year– “Where do you want to go on outreach?”
As I recalled that question, I remembered my response to him in New Zealand. “I think I’d like to go to Europe,” I said at the time.
Now, months later, I’d forgotten all about that moment and my desires. Stop-motion scribbles Australia again. But I’m clueless as to which country is next. All of a sudden– one name of a city takes my breath away.
It is my turn to squeal, fist-pump into the air, and maybe even cry as I remember the very first continent I ever said I wanted to go to for outreach.
We’re given fifteen minutes to pray about which team to be on, understanding God knows us best. Everyone’s a little shell-shocked, and we start filtering out of the classroom. However, I’m barely fifteen seconds out the door when I hear it deep inside:
“You’re going to Amsterdam.”
I banter back and forth in my head, asking God if He really wants me to go where I want to go. Instead of a “no”, I see Song of Songs 2:10 pinned on the back of the door.
“Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.”
Fifteen minutes later, I scribble Australia & Amsterdam on my piece of paper.
This post is the fifth in a new blog series by Kayla Norris who is one of our Music & Arts DTS students. In the series she will be sharing her experience as she goes through a DTS here. From things like lectures, community living, to outreach we hope it gives you a closer look at what a DTS with YWAM is like.