July 2016 was the end of my first year at a Christian summer camp called Barefoot Republic. On the last night our director had us sum our summer up in one word. My word was changed. Proceeding our choosing, she then had us look up in the index in the Bible App the word we had chosen & see if the Author of Creation had anything to say through His word. He did, and this was the first time the Lord used this image of the wind to speak to me, in Exodus 10:19:
“… and the Lord changed the wind to a very strong west wind, which caught up the locusts and carried them into the Red Sea. Not a locust was left anywhere in Egypt.”
In March of 2017 I was only two months away from graduating college with two degrees in film & in theater. The month of March was spent in prayer about what I was to do after graduation. I remember lightly swinging in a hammock on a Saturday morning, going through a healing prayer & asking for the Lord to reveal what the lies were in my life at the time & then correcting them with the truth. I distinctly remember Him asking me to be still & that was when I recognized that the wind was gently blowing. He sent a flood of emotions & as I interpreted my feelings, my heart was identifying with the wind. That it didn’t matter where I was to go because wherever the wind took me, He would breathe life into it and declare good.
After another summer at Barefoot Republic, I made the decision to stay in my college town, Bowling Green, Kentucky. Although God’s presence was so articulated & known throughout the year, I couldn’t understand why I was suffering through unemployment & loneliness. After losing job after job, & unfortunately getting fired from the one job I wanted in Bowling Green, I asked God on my front porch, “God, where do you want me?” With no hesitation a gust of wind blew west & immediately knew right then the Lord was asking me in such gentleness & kindness to go, to leave my comfort zone, as I thought of the lyric from So Will I by Hillsong: “If the wind goes where you send it / So will I.”
See, growing up, I never wanted to stay in Kentucky nor have I ever felt at home in the small towns I’ve lived in. The dream in my heart has always been the city. No particular city but any time I’ve visited a city: New York City, Chicago, Atlantic City, Nashville, even Louisville… I have always felt comfort, assurance, & surprising confidence. 24 hours didn’t even pass before I began searching thoroughly through Google for yearlong internships & gap year programs. After a couple of days, I found Mission Year’s website. I spent the whole day going through the whole website, reading other people’s experiences, & most of all praying about the decision to apply. I was drawn to Mission Year because of one of their eight core values that is diversity, in which is so important to me. When I came across their heart for diversity, mercy, & justice, I knew I just needed to take a deep breath & a leap of faith by applying.
How funny is it that through all this God spoke through the image of the wind, that in the end (or perhaps, only the beginning) He would place me in the Windy City. Jesus is alive. His Spirit is moving & breathing & living & speaking. I’ve chosen a verse from scripture to articulate my purpose in doing Mission Year & it derives from John 3:8:
“The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.”
Agnes Filiatreau is an incoming Mission Year team member. Support her by visiting our donation page!