Our bigs, J and A, joined me in the kitchen. As A came near she asked, "Mom, who is going back with us?"
"You mean to Ethiopia? It is just going to be our six."
She flung herself into a chair, obviously anxious.
"But Moooooomm, can't anyone come? Can't you find a girl who wants to be with us? It will just be us in our new house where we don't know anybody!"
I took a deep breath and calmly launched into my mom voice, "Girls, I know it is going to be hard and we are starting over in a new community, and after so much time with family and friends, we will feel lonely, me too. Do you believe God can be enough for us?"
The answer came quickly to my mind because it is what I've been begging our Father. We know He is enough but in the midst of so much transition and change, we grasp at what feels good and comfortable and scramble away from the impending grief of uprooting again.
My challenge to the girls has been echoing in my head.
"Do I believe God can be enough for me?"
We leave during the night of December 3rd, full of excitement, nerves, some dread, joy and some fear.
And we know God is enough. Pray with us that we never forget this truth.
"You mean to Ethiopia? It is just going to be our six."
She flung herself into a chair, obviously anxious.
"But Moooooomm, can't anyone come? Can't you find a girl who wants to be with us? It will just be us in our new house where we don't know anybody!"
I took a deep breath and calmly launched into my mom voice, "Girls, I know it is going to be hard and we are starting over in a new community, and after so much time with family and friends, we will feel lonely, me too. Do you believe God can be enough for us?"
The answer came quickly to my mind because it is what I've been begging our Father. We know He is enough but in the midst of so much transition and change, we grasp at what feels good and comfortable and scramble away from the impending grief of uprooting again.
My challenge to the girls has been echoing in my head.
"Do I believe God can be enough for me?"
We leave during the night of December 3rd, full of excitement, nerves, some dread, joy and some fear.
And we know God is enough. Pray with us that we never forget this truth.
When I went to pull up pictures on Jon's computer, I can only be thankful the littles are toddlers and not infants, and get hungry for Ethiopian food. My one indulgent throwback picture.
I rest in this truth. God is enough.
He is enough for our children.
He is enough for our preteen stage.
He is enough for our jet lag and sleepless that comes.
He is enough for each moment to come.
Father, help us believe.
