Thursday, October 24, 2013
WAY harder to send
Two weeks ago was Missions weekend at our church. Our speaker was Claude Hickman and he gave an impassioned talk about missions around the world. The main point was that biblically speaking we either, GO, SEND or DISOBEY because Jesus commands all of us to go and make disciples. I have gone. I love going. It is the heart of my heart. Two weeks ago, I sent. And it had me grasping for breath through tears all day. In each moment, I was reminded of the sacrifice God must have felt when he fulfilled the ultimate mission in sending His son to die for us. I sent my husband and our 13 year old daughter to Kenya. I didn't feel fear. I didn't feel jealousy. I didn't feel concern. I felt overwhelmingly proud of their Yes to God. I felt an overwhelming sense of peace that my teenage daughter would choose to spend her break this way. I felt a deep sense of love for the man that is my husband and the values he upholds. I felt a sense of knowingness of what they were about to see, feel, smell, experience. I knew they would come back to me different. I knew they would be forever changed. My faith has been tested in the past few weeks in ways I wouldn't have imagined. Turns out you God will change you in the staying if you let Him.
I have spoken with them a few times. It has been an amazing time and they are beyond appreciative of the opportunity. They come home to me tomorrow. I simply cannot wait to touch their face, listen to their hearts and see the light of Jesus in their eyes.