That’s our missionary profile hanging in the “hall of missionaries” at our church, and the giant wall map of all the missionaries with a tiny flag representing us in Papua New Guinea! |
This move doesn’t feel like the last time we left Florida. That move I faced with trepidation, fear, and a whole lot of emotional baggage. This time, the Lord has granted peace, which I certainly don’t understand. I’m excited to go onto the next chapter, no matter what that looks like, and I know that it looks like a whole lot of moving and changing. I know I keep saying it, maybe I just need to keep reminding myself, but all of this future uncertainty has made me appreciate people, places, and time so much more. Each moment is so much sweeter and precious to me than it has been in the past; and His children are so much sweeter and more precious to me than ever before, too. Maybe it’s because I’m a fellow traveler on the road called life, that I feel like I can meet them where they are in their own journey, and that the best thing I can do for them is to love them in the moment{s} I have with them. Simple, honest, love. That’s what Jesus would do, right?
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