So we leave Friday afternoon for 9 weeks.
We're going to Colorado Springs for 5 weeks to train at MTI (www.mti.org ).
After that we will be in Lubbock staying with Jenny's family, saying goodbye.
We hope to leave in September.
That reality is soaking in. Now I say soaking instead of sinking because it's more like we are being immersed than having something pushed down into us. And soaking just seems to fit a little better. But it's getting in either way.
We haven't cried that much yet. But Monday night will be our last Bible study. I have gone to the Farney's house every Monday (used to be wednesday) night - excepting 3 weeks every december - for 5 1/2 years. That's a lot of weeks. That's a lot of cookies and prayer and worship and hugs and tears. Real life meets God there and good things happen. And it's ok to cry.
I hope you'll pardon the analogy, but we feel like we are being birthed into ministry in Guatamala. We're scared, excited and a little naive. There is a lot of pain involved. There will be more. We will need to heal and pray and be taken care of by others. We must learn how to do life all over again. We cannot get through without the help of people and the power of God. There is risk, but the benefit after the ordeal...well, it's worth it.
A monumental comfort comes from knowing we will not be alone. The Lord Jesus Himself is with us. But He is not alone either. In His wisdom He knows we will need people. People praying. The people who read this blog and the people with whom they pray. The saints do not march alone. We march with a great army of saints upon our knees that the Lord Jesus would be glorified by the building up of His body and the worship of His saints.
So West we go. With a little boy who loves people and laughs and smiles and has my heart. He does not go alone either. In our arms he marches with us and so soon (Jesus save him!) he will march beside us and join the work of the gospel. But we do not march alone. We join millennia of saints. The march to glory happens one step at a time.
"My soul finds rest in God alone; my salvation comes from Him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will never be shaken" Psalm 62:1-2