Dramatic Peace

God is always moving, continually hearing us and answering our prayers. Sometimes, it doesn’t feel like it. 

Other times, He moves in dramatic and obvious ways and all I can do is be in awe. That is how it’s been. Since arriving in Addis on Sunday morning, we got all our errands done and left for Injibara on Wednesday. 

Early morning start, prayed off by our teammates, Mark and Debbie.

The Ethiopian road is not my happy place. Usually my neck is so tight I get a migraine from the stress and anxiety of all the people, animals and vehicles. This time was different.

Views are breathtaking but I unfurrowed my brow, looked up and enjoyed them.

Rainy season was drier than many years and has some areas of the country in possible draught, but as we drove North, we saw a lot of green.

A lot of baboons at the bottom of the Blue Nile Gorge. You can’t see it well, but there is a baby baboon suckling her mother.

After a long, uneventful, peaceful trip (besides Jon and I briefly passionately disagreeing over if there was one or two “Fievel Goes West” movies. Ha! He was right.)

We were home. The place we call home. One of the places we call home. I didn’t know how it would feel, pulling in. We rejoiced and felt deep peace and contentment.

Our welcome has been warm. 

And we are glad to be back, all four of us, and I think that is nothing short of a miracle.

And this one, she is back to drinking black, strong coffee. 

We are back to school, thankful to find some routines.

And eating field corn, roasted over flames.

The peace and settledness we feel is unquestionably God’s provision, provided through your prayers, in our life. My anxiety has been replaced by deep peace and that is kind of a big deal.

I was blessed and convicted by this George Muller quote, “The beginning of anxiety is the end of faith. The beginning of true faith is the end of anxiety.” I am begging God that my anxiety is replaced by unwavering faith in Him and His provision.