Six bedrooms. With real beds. Two showers. One incredibly
awesome house to stay in on our two day layover in Brisbane
before heading up to Darwin. For
free.
awesome house to stay in on our two day layover in Brisbane
before heading up to Darwin. For
free.
Even though my back is a hot mess (please pray healing for
that!), the fact that I am where I am right now has me in awe. Four days ago,
we didn’t know whether we had a place to stay other than the airport. Team
Komboa had contacted everyone we knew might possibly have connections, and
while a few things were showing promise, there was nothing for certain.
that!), the fact that I am where I am right now has me in awe. Four days ago,
we didn’t know whether we had a place to stay other than the airport. Team
Komboa had contacted everyone we knew might possibly have connections, and
while a few things were showing promise, there was nothing for certain.
So Wednesday morning, in the process of waiting for
something to come through, Noe and I prayed. We prayed specifically for free
housing and free transportation in Brisbane.
something to come through, Noe and I prayed. We prayed specifically for free
housing and free transportation in Brisbane.
Just a few minutes later, our answer came through, and here
we are.
we are.
In a beautiful house just fifteen minutes or so away from
the airport, staying with Theodora (pictures to come) – an amazing woman who
consistently opens her home and her resources up to missionaries and others who
need a place to rest their weary heads.
the airport, staying with Theodora (pictures to come) – an amazing woman who
consistently opens her home and her resources up to missionaries and others who
need a place to rest their weary heads.
We really are beyond blessed.
Which is something I have been thinking about a lot – the difference
between being blessed and being spoiled.
between being blessed and being spoiled.
In our weeks at El Rancho, and even in reference to our
current residence here in Brisbane,
I’ve heard our own people refer to the things God has given us as being spoiled.
We’d talk about how it’s not going to be anywhere near as good as it’s been the
rest of the way around the world.
current residence here in Brisbane,
I’ve heard our own people refer to the things God has given us as being spoiled.
We’d talk about how it’s not going to be anywhere near as good as it’s been the
rest of the way around the world.
Something about that hasn’t sat well in my soul.
That something is the word spoiled itself. I don’t think I’ve
ever used that word heard in a positive light. Spoiled milk. Spoiled brats.
Spoiled fun.
ever used that word heard in a positive light. Spoiled milk. Spoiled brats.
Spoiled fun.
The implication in my mind is that we’ve been ruined before we
even reach the heat and humidity of Darwin in a couple of days.
even reach the heat and humidity of Darwin in a couple of days.
That maybe we’re not going to be able to handle the sweat,
blood, and tears to come in months ahead as we condense our packs, wear out all
the clothes we brought with us, tear down and put up our tents again and again
and again, and everything else that comes with being on The World Race.
blood, and tears to come in months ahead as we condense our packs, wear out all
the clothes we brought with us, tear down and put up our tents again and again
and again, and everything else that comes with being on The World Race.
Which, I believe, is a bald-faced lie.
I have yet to see the full measure of mettle in my team andsquad, but I’ve seen enough to know spoiled is far from a word that fits our
description.
Our dependence on God, and acceptance of what He chooses to
give (blessings) and take away (our possessions, our sins, etc), makes us healthy
and whole in spirit.
give (blessings) and take away (our possessions, our sins, etc), makes us healthy
and whole in spirit.
It makes the trail of crumbs that fall off of us as we walk
into our destiny edible, and that’s what I want to be.
into our destiny edible, and that’s what I want to be.
An edible offering that others desire to eat from.
Is it too much to ask others to desire the same thing?
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