Tomorrow we begin our 11-month journey. We say goodbye to our phone service, our island and our family.
I’m not afraid of the discomfort. I’m not afraid of the unfamiliar. My biggest fear is the disconnect.
I’m the oldest of five very closely connected siblings. We all love each other very much.
Naturally, the thought of disconnecting for eleven months is overwhelming.
My brother Anthony heard me crying about this the other night. He walked into the room and handed me my Bible, opened to the book of Job.
He’d circled Job 38:
The LORD Speaks
Then the Lord spoke to Job out of the storm. He said:
“Who is this that obscures my plans
with words without knowledge?
Brace yourself like a man;
I will question you,
and you shall answer me.
“Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?
Tell me, if you understand.
Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know!
Who stretched a measuring line across it?
Next to it, he’d written: “This is my favorite because Job is humbled in the face of God and realizes that if it never gets any better he will still praise the Lord. Something to remember while you’re out in the world. No matter how bad life gets you can choose to praise God through it all.”
It was a perspective-shifting moment for me.
I’m not doing this for myself. I’m not doing this because I want to experience the world.
I’m doing this so that the world can experience the magnificence of God.
