Eyes to See, Ears to Hear

This week has invoked many emotions for both Dana and I. Since the whole 10%-leap-in-support-in-only-24-hours deal that God pulled off, it has pretty much smacked us in the face that God is going to have us living on a different continent in 3 months. We are now entering the stage when our minds and hearts start to inventory the people and things we’re really going to miss.

I titled this post We’re losing a lot because we are. I don’t want to fake it. We are losing easy contact with those we love. We are losing high quality roads with somewhat decent drivers. We are losing being able to go to our home church. We are losing a plush leather couch, loveseat, and recliner. We are losing familiarity with a culture in which we have lived our absolutely entire lives. We are losing a way of life. We will still be Americans everywhere we go just like how we’ll be citizens of heaven everywhere we go. But contrary to the heavenly belonging, living as an American lives will be reduced to nearly nothing.

It is starting to get hard. It is starting to really hurt thinking of leaving our lives here. Our days are winding down and it is impacting us as we grasp more and more how much we are leaving behind.

This isn’t a doom and gloom post because it is written as I sit under my faithful umbrella of hope. That is where I live. Not hope just as in I’ll-be-in-heaven-one-day hope or I have hope that everything is going to be all right. I speak of the hope I have in the One who is my Hope. It is so amazingly comforting knowing that as we step onto the plane at Charlotte Douglas International Airport and leave 60+ combined years in the United States behind us, that we’re going wide open with everything we’ve got to see what God does with us. It is comforting. He is comfort… no matter what happens.

Today’s good: The quilting group had us visit this morning to give an update.  They’re a group of older young ladies whom just make us feel so welcomed and loved.  We gathered for a group prayer time as well and they even had us in the middle of the room as they laid hands on us and took turns praying the kinds of prayers that can make you cry because you see how much another person cares for you and what you’re doing.