Sifting through photos to put on a powerpoint. Flipping through journals to trigger my memory. Reading prayer letters in familiar formats, including re-reading my own from last year. Re-reading old entries I had blogged about just in preparation for the Kolkata GUT. Part of it seems so long ago, so surreal. A duffel bag for all my clothes? Saying goodbye to my world for six weeks?
I read what I wrote about my parents and their reaction and find it so similar to the recent happenings with IV staff.
And then I read about how funding came in so quickly and in so much abundance. How surprised I was, how amazed I was that God took care of things before I "even had a chance to pray about them." And I look at the job that I have now, I look at how housing is working out, I think of all the blessings and provision as of late. Do I really have a reason to doubt?
I read what I wrote about my parents and their reaction and find it so similar to the recent happenings with IV staff.
In hindsight, I think I was merely hoping that my parents wouldn’t object too much to my going. I didn’t even consider that, with their own faith, they would actually be excited (yeah, sounds kinda silly now that I think about it). And I didn’t even realize how much more encouraging their support is.Sound familiar? Not to say there wasn't initial resistance and to discredit the way I braced myself for any oncoming questions and doubts about staff. But I was so surprised when they outright said they supported me, were excited for me, were proud of me. I somehow forget God works in my parents lives as much as he works in mine.
And then I read about how funding came in so quickly and in so much abundance. How surprised I was, how amazed I was that God took care of things before I "even had a chance to pray about them." And I look at the job that I have now, I look at how housing is working out, I think of all the blessings and provision as of late. Do I really have a reason to doubt?
Luke 12:27-31“Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith! And do not set your heart on what you will eat or drink; do not worry about it. For the pagan world runs after all such things, and your Father knows that you need them. But seek his kingdom, and these things will be given to you as well.Oh me of little faith. It's a good thing we can repeat lessons.
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