Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Nobody thinks about Me as much as I think about Me.

Without going into specifics, we have been living with a weight on our chest. How it stays there when we are changing diapers and hiking Rosy Mound Trail truly defies gravity. Today that weight was lifted and it is easier to breath. It has been a miracle. What we were told what couldn't be done, was done. We remember when a good friend prayed, "Let's go big! Let's ask that the path for the visa be cleared!" Thank you, Lord, for that answer. The relief is palpable. We both cried.  Which really is not a rare occasion, especially for Jeff (as you know Becky R:)  It's a surreal feeling and it takes more than a few minutes to fully sink in. We are so humbled by God's power and provision.

Monday night we talked with and supported a friend going thru a major medical issue.  Last night we were at a life group from our church and the prayer requests were significant. Six families in attendance and four of them going through major things. We prayed for each other and supported each other and then headed our separate ways. This morning we woke up with our issue in the forefront of our minds. Eventually, we brought the other issues to mind and lifted them up in prayer. How self-centered are we? We pray for hearts that think more of others and less about ourselves! Just this week we learned about: hairy cell leukemia, death of a roommate, premature profound hearing loss, and devastating pregnancy issues. Lifting up these issues and being supportive is the best way we know of to think less about ourselves.

In track, the hurdler knows where the hurdles are and is prepared. On this journey to Kenya, which is still almost 4 months away, we have said multiple times, "This should be the last hurdle!"   With the visa issue wrapped up, we are thinking no more hurdles?  But neither one of us is saying it outloud.  Pretty sure there are more hurdles ahead on the track. But our desire is to think less of "me" and more of others.

In another hurdle related matter, we are fully supported. Praise Jesus!



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