Yes, my soul, find rest in God; my hope comes from Him.” Psalm 62:5
The journey here began surrounded by friends, churches, supporters and family. We were blessed to have people cheering us along the way as we went from state to state and church to church to tell others of His call in our lives. We showed videos of the amazing work God was doing through our organization. We were hugged, loved, prayed over and sent on our way to serve overseas. Though language school was difficult, it still felt like a part of ministry work by going to school and building relationships. With so many new things happening, it was easy to put together a weekly prayer and praise update.
Another move and life changed, again. Now at our assigned base in Papua, my husband heads off to work on airplanes, my kids go to school, and I look around and hear the lies that I am not doing enough. There’s no music, no fanfare, no pats on the back. I fall into a rut that tells me cooking, shopping, and cleaning have nothing to do with Kingdom work.
Then God steps in and through His Word pushes back the lies, tells of His love for me. He uses friends, churches, supporters and family to remind me of their prayers and care for our lives, even from far away. I begin to see that the ordinary day overseas, or in my home country, is an act of love towards Him when done while walking in His Spirit. So, maybe it’s time to turn up the music and celebrate my way through ordinary days.
