I am on the airplane from Mumbi to Newark, New Jersey. 13 hours
down, 2 hours and 39 minutes to go. My head and my heart are so full
right now.
I am feeling a bit nolstagic- reminiscing about the last time I
was on an aircraft this large- it was on our flight from Seattle to Seoul, South
Korea. My heart was full then, too. So excited for the adventure of
it all-for the change that would take place in my heart. For who God
would mold me into. I am in a strange place right now because though we
are heading back to our home country, we still have 1 month of ministry yet to
complete. 
I know that my time in Asia changed me, but I don’t yet know in what
ways and what that will mean in my life. I know that this journey has
probably been the most efficient way for God to do some deep heart
changes. I feel closer to God than ever before-He richly supplies for all
of my needs. And I have learned that the way that He does it is
interesting- He doesn’t supply for my needs for the next month or week, even
the next day- but each day when I go to Him with my petitions I am confident He
hears me and He WILL show up for me. Like the manna for the wandering
Israelites, He will think of me and provide for me each day.
I don’t know if I will be called overseas again anytime soon, or what
that will look like if I am. Jaimie and I are planning to start a family
upon his return from Afghanistan, and I am obviously not going to leave a child
to go all around the world trying to defend and help other people’s
children. I never was much of a “kid person”, but when I think about the
little nuggets that Jaimie and I will have together, I get completely
overwhelmed by my love for them, and the thought of leaving them makes me
heartsick.
I am ever more confident of the calling that I heard from the Lord back
in Thailand, and I will elaborate more on that in my next post.
And don’t worry- posts about India are forthcoming. I found out
after arriving in Mumbi that India is a ‘closed country’- meaning that
missionaries and evangelism are NOT ALLOWED there. My little sister
Elyssa played something like a “scrabble” guessing game with me via Skype chat
to determine what the off limits words were, and she notified family and some
close friends who I thought might be sending me some e-mails with phrases like,
“So what is the Lord teaching you right now?” and, “What is the Holy Spirit
doing there in India?”. You know who you are, my Jesus Freak friends,
and I love you very much.
Oh-
and to all of you who have been praying for me, thank you. The great
Surgeon had definitely answered your prayers this past month and in addition to
keeping me very safe, He also gave me a heart transplant.
