17 Days from now we will be wheeling our lives into the airport and boarding the plane for language school. We are excited and overwhelmed at the same time. I had fully intended to capture the experience in words, so that others might be encouraged to trust God in their own leaps of faith. I would love to weave a poem of the view from here, but to be honest, right now my eyes are stuck on the ground. On the forefront of my mind is how to sort through a houseful of stuff in the next handful of days. We’ve been working at it for months, but there’s still nooks and crannies full of decisions to be made. I know that our everything is about to change, but my mind can only grasp one detail at a time.
Human vision works like that, too. You can only focus on a thumb-sized amount of what your eyes see, the rest is blurry. We are selling things hand over fist on craigslist, buying other things from students finishing up at the language school (thank you, Lord, for social media), inviting great people to partner with us in our calling, gathering and completing paperwork, spending quality time with those we love, and praying for the family who will (hopefully soon) come buy our house.
Moment by moment we conquer small tasks, but always in the periphery are dear faces of children who weren’t safe living with their families and mission team members experiencing the Father out in the nations. Each item on our to-do list is a petal in the bouquet of our new life in Costa Rica. We can only pray that He finds it a beautiful and fragrant offering.
When I am overwhelmed,
you alone know the way I should turn.
Then I pray to you, O Lord.
I say, “You are my place of refuge.
You are all I really want in life. Psalm 142: 3a, 5