I am starting to feel ever-so-slightly overwhelmed by this process that lies in front of me. We have been packing our house up (again! It feels like we were JUST doing this in South Africa, but that was actually over 3 years ago!). Clint leaves Saturday for meetings in Ecuador. He gets back home next Saturday, Sept 15 and then leaves on another international trip the following week and will be gone for 2 weeks for that trip. When he gets back, our students graduate on October 14 and then we leave less than 10 days after that. For good. Holy moly, that’s not much time!
Since I got back from the USA a couple of weeks ago, I have been walking almost every morning with Meisie. There is a two-fold purpose in this: We all need the exercise and Meisie really needs to be leash-trained before we travel. But I have also been trying to watch what I’m eating, in the hopes that I could lose some weight. I only share this to say that I have felt hungry for the last 2 weeks. In fact, I am hungry right now.
Oh my gosh, we are moving to the USA. All of us are so excited about this fact! Clint is a little bit nervous, to be honest. He is already feeling the pressure of finding a job and providing for his family. I just know that God is going to open doors for him. The girls are so excited about school in the USA! To be honest, I am also looking forward to not feeling completely confused – and frustrated – about how things are run at their school! We are still not sure where they are going to go to school, but we’re pretty sure it’s down to two options: Eastern Schools in Greentown or Tri-Central in Sharpsville.
As I write this entry, there is a couple here looking at our van to decide if they want to buy it or not. Our God van. The miracle car He provided for us. We have had a lot of trouble with this van, but even so, we really love it and have loved having it for the last few months. I hope whoever buys it will love it as much as we do.
As I wrote previously, one of the reasons that we are leaving missions is our continual struggle with our support. I know this is not an uncommon struggle for missionaries, but after 11 years, it starts to wear on you. Even right now, our support is low and we are struggling. In this time when we need to have the extra funds necessary to make an international move, we just don’t. Again, we continue in this life of faith, trusting that God is going to provide what we need for TODAY (food, money for bills, etc…) but also that He is going to provide what we need for TOMORROW (airfare, shipping, etc…). This financial frustration is an old one. To be very honest, I am over it. But I’m not over trusting God. That is what keeps my sanity somewhat in tact.
There is a stirring in my heart as I anticipate all of the exciting things that lie ahead for me, and for my family in the coming months and years. Old friendships to re-kindle; new friendships to grow; as-yet-unknown friendships to make; time with my parents and my sister and her family; holidays together with these loved ones; life celebrations; SO MANY THINGS.
So, with all these random thoughts occupying my mind today, the biggest one is this thought of the unopened gift that is our future.