I have been called to cross borders to share God's love and His goodness with others. I have been asked to lead new souls to salvation. I am being obedient---
But not without a huge hole in my heart for those I leave here for the week.
I just tucked my angels in tight. There were LOTS and LOTS of tears. I held them super tight and for much longer than the normal bedtime. I sang a few more songs as I bounced the beds while they cried themselves to sleep. I nuzzled my nose down into their necks and took a long breath in to savor their sweet, unique smells. I held each of their beautiful faces in my hands and looked deep into their brown, green and blue eyes and told them just how very much I love them. I whispered to them how grateful I am to be chosen as their mommy and how each day brought me more and more reasons why. Each one of them are so unique. But each one of them have my complete heart. My days will be so vastly different this week without them. I have done all I can to leave my presence here with them~and to bring each of theirs with me. I miss them already and I haven't left these four, secure walls yet.
Waiting~~3:00 a.m. seems so far, yet so near. I feel the void. I feel lost.
I trust my God will fill it up quickly with the mission. He asked me to step out. He will be faithful in the reward. I already have been blown away by the love and kindness those surrounding me have poured out to help hold me up. Treasures I will hang onto for a lifetime. And, as I said, I haven't left yet. I can't begin to imagine how different I will be when I return. Uniquely stamped with memories of Jesus's face within my week. This halts the tears for a moment. Excitement will set in soon. My void will be filled with His passion for this mission.
When I wrestled with God about taking this leap of faith, I distinctly remember telling Him that I had no desire to cross oceans to reach people when I didn't feel I was serving as I should in my own back door. Well, that's a story for another time but in just one week, my mind was blown with the opportunities of perspective and getting my hands dirty with those whose needs are great right here in my town. The self focus fell quickly as faces were imprinted on my heart that week and every week after of hearts who need Him. I love the direction He is carrying me in. I cherish how much I have grown in Him since I committed to this leap of faith. My prayers have changed, my thoughts stay glued to Him, my faith is growing. My topic of teaching on the island is "Moving God's word from your Head to your Heart." I will be learning as much as I teach. Again, excitement. I feel ill-equipped in my own strength but in His power, I believe His love will flood this island.
The girls and I did a quick craft this afternoon. I told them that this is similar to what we will do with the children during Church while away. So, that the sweet little souls we touch will forever have our handprints as a reminder of God's love for them. And, that they would see their handprints within ours. Because they each one will leave an impression on us that will send us home different too.
So, I left my handprint for my girls. I tucked each of their handprints inside my own. I will carry one with me and leave one here. We WILL survive this separation!! But, not without changing in the process. I pray the change is great! Closer and closer into the image of Christ for each member of my family.
I love you precious girls! Mommy is counting the days, hours and minutes...it won't be long.



