I’m in Africa… Even in a beautiful place can disappointment rob us
It’s 4:17 on the dot. I’m curled up on a plush camping chair; its way more comfortable than I expect it to be. I’m overlooking a beautiful valley covered in acacia trees. The wind connects with my face and I feel a slight chill that’s instantly counteracted by the warmth of the departing sun. This moment wouldn’t be complete without the spastic mupani fly attempting to make its residence in my eyeball. Mupani flies are a disappointment to society. Haha.
My hubs “kicked me in the bum” and sent me to church ’cause I didn’t want to go…
We made it! We made it back to Florida. We drove our trusty suburban 9,000 miles around the country. Florida to Oregon and Oregon to Florida. What a trip! We thoroughly enjoyed Oregon and all of the people and places we visited in between. Can’t say that I will ever do it again… but maybe when we are older and have an RV I will change my mind? I’ll let you know in about forty years. But that’s not what this entry is about. Get ready for me to unleash the fury of all of my wisdom!! Uh, maybe not. This is just a quick encouragement I am sending your way discussing discouragement, church, and other quaint things.
My epiphany of letting go
I write to you in one of the most challenging seasons my husband and I have faced thus far. A time of unknown. A time of sojourning. A time of radical faith. A time of opposition. A time of fire. A time of pruning. A time of refining. Through all of this I’ve had an Elsa epiphany, but let’s make a few things clear before we get to that part of the discussion… The part where I tell you how to “let it go.”
“Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing,” James 1:5.
Thoughts on transition
This is my life right now. My family and I are entering another transition. By no means is this one comparable to our BIG move across the Atlantic from Zambia to Florida, but it’s staring me in the face just waiting for me to embrace it. Never in my life have I been in the throws of so many transitions all at once. I have stamped the Tom Stoppard quote all over this chapter of my life. Like for reals (I can’t even believe that qualifies as a sentence, Lord help, it’s embarrassing that my brain sunk to such a level). I love this quote:
“Look on every exit as being an entrance to somewhere else.” ~Tom Stoppard
Confronting lies head on and kicking them to the curb to attain freedom
Inspired. Uninspired. Inspired. Uninspired. Inspired. Uninspired. Then I’m reminded to let your yes be yes and your no be no. So I write. I write straight from the depths of my heart because I wasn’t created to hold anything back. So I don’t hold back. No. Never. I just can’t entertain lies any longer and I need freedom back.