My oh my...it has been a very long time since the last time I posted anything.... I guess it's just the business of deputation. We have been all over the US...and are currently at 81% support. Getting anxious and excited! I have been mentally preparing all the things that need to be done in preparation to move. Passports, visas, and packing....
I have been thinking a lot about when we first started deputation and how heart breaking it was for us to experience life as a missionary. When we first started deputation, we thought that everyone would be so excited for us and for the call God had placed on our life's. We had a specific work to do for him in a specific place! Just like when God calls men of God to the pastorate. But we were so wrong. People and Pastors that we knew seemed to not want to have to much to do with us after we submitted to go to the mission field. We saw pastors that we knew at meetings, and they would see us and turn around and walk the other way. How that made my heart break. Here we are, willing to leave our home, our families and friends to go to Ukraine, and we are treated like we have the plague. But after 2 1/2 years on deputation, I have come to realize that there are churches and people out there that love missionaires and do what they can to be an encouragement because they know that we will need the memories of all the good times and times of being edified to make it through the tough times on the foreign field. Those times when we desperately miss our moms and dads, our family, our church family, or even our favorite comfort food (mine being salt and vinegar potato chips) :) But despite all this, I am ready to go.
I get knots in my stomach thinking about my mom, and how she will be here alone, with no family to help her. She is almost in her 70's, but very independent and in good health. My brother lives in Korea, so both of her children will be overseas. What if something happens to her while I'm gone, what if I can't come back when she needs me most? But in all this, I just need to trust the Lord. Trust ye in the LORD for ever: for in the LORD JEHOVAH is everlasting strength: Isaiah 26:4
I have been thinking a lot about when we first started deputation and how heart breaking it was for us to experience life as a missionary. When we first started deputation, we thought that everyone would be so excited for us and for the call God had placed on our life's. We had a specific work to do for him in a specific place! Just like when God calls men of God to the pastorate. But we were so wrong. People and Pastors that we knew seemed to not want to have to much to do with us after we submitted to go to the mission field. We saw pastors that we knew at meetings, and they would see us and turn around and walk the other way. How that made my heart break. Here we are, willing to leave our home, our families and friends to go to Ukraine, and we are treated like we have the plague. But after 2 1/2 years on deputation, I have come to realize that there are churches and people out there that love missionaires and do what they can to be an encouragement because they know that we will need the memories of all the good times and times of being edified to make it through the tough times on the foreign field. Those times when we desperately miss our moms and dads, our family, our church family, or even our favorite comfort food (mine being salt and vinegar potato chips) :) But despite all this, I am ready to go.
I get knots in my stomach thinking about my mom, and how she will be here alone, with no family to help her. She is almost in her 70's, but very independent and in good health. My brother lives in Korea, so both of her children will be overseas. What if something happens to her while I'm gone, what if I can't come back when she needs me most? But in all this, I just need to trust the Lord. Trust ye in the LORD for ever: for in the LORD JEHOVAH is everlasting strength: Isaiah 26:4
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