First Night Thoughts of a Sleep Deprived Missionary
BIG day today! Today, after rousing the family from bed at 0330, I moved my family of eight from the comfort of the middle-class northern suburbs of metro Atlanta to San Cristobal, Guatemala to be missionaries for at least the next two years.
Tears, sadness, hurt, and a sense of isolation are what awaited us upon arrival. There’s no describing the way it feels apart from telling you to take a look at the face of young Brooks in this picture as he said good-bye to Ezra the day before we left. That conveys what is in our hearts at this time. We ache.
But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which He loved us, reminded us of the truth of His glorious Gospel-we are sinners saved by the mercy of our sacrificed and resurrected Savior! We are here so that He might show the immeasurable riches of His grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus as we fight to preach the Gospel not only to the people of Guatemala but to ourselves.
When I walked up to one of my sons who was looking out the window crying, the first words out of his mouth were, “I want to go home.” One of my daughters, in a controlled non-hyperbolic manner, stated to me that she too wanted to go home. My wife cried walking into the grocery store with me for the first time and said that she couldn’t believe this is real. One of my other sons stated the hardest thing about the day was saying good-bye to his Uncle Doug. Just thinking about their hurt and writing it down brings tears to my eyes. As their dad and husband I want to make all their pain go away. I want it to stoop.
However, as I tried to prepare the family over the previous months about the looming change and impending pain and sadness that I knew was coming, I saw regularly in the Word that Jesus points out the high cost of following Him. Being a follower of Jesus Christ is not like signing up for a dads verses kids football game where we all know the dads will utterly destroy the kids. Following Jesus requires cost, high cost-but it is coupled with huge reward-Jesus Christ Himself. So, hour by hour, conversation by conversation, I keep pointing myself and my family to the supreme value of knowing Jesus Christ above all things. I keep reminding them and myself that He is sovereignly in control over all things, that He is utterly good in all that He does, that His mercies are new every morning, and that all things work together for good for those who are called according to His purposes.
May He be lifted up as we strive to value Him more than we want want our pain or problems to cease. Your prayers along these lines would be greatly appreciated.
