A chapter of our life is closing filled with pages of joy and loss along with fruitfulness and pruning. When we came to South Africa three years ago we had a certain picture in our mind concerning missions. Surely, every missionary has one. A missions philosophy, perspective, conviction or whatever word we use. Sometimes our philosophy and our expectations are not compatible with the ministry we have joined.
This is where we have found ourselves. Maybe, missionary, you too find yourself there.
It’s okay. Don’t be discouraged. God is using this time in our lives for HIS purposes. The harvest is still plentiful and the workers few.
Those words flow easily onto paper but are hard to keep in the mind. At least for today I am writing them without tears overflowing which has been my lot these past few days. I can be watching the dogs play outside or getting a Whatts app from a friend and then they appear clear droplets of bitter sweetness.
Satan, the accuser, comes to hurl thoughts of failure and the waste of three years (though we know it wasn’t a waste). Okay, I spoke to soon, here come the tears. Maybe as another missionary shared we should have had a shorter term goal of time spent on the field in our mind. But how does a family leave their jobs and sell their possessions with the thought of returning in just a few years?
Yes, we are returning to the states.
The action packers (plastic trunks) line the floor beginning to be filled. Flights are being looked at. Furniture and household items are being sold.
Our hearts ache because God in His wonderful grace and provision blessed us with beautiful lifetime friendships here we never thought we would have. Now we have to say goodbye.
So we will begin making special memories on this side of the ocean…
And still be telling of His wonderful deeds wherever we may be.
Please pray for us during this transition.