Africa

I've been having some doubts about going to Africa this December. Tyler and I have not put much effort into raising support, even though I have to get a new passport and we need to get shots, so we are really in need of money now. I was praying about it 2 days ago, asking God if it was a wise decision. Later that evening, I picked up a book to re-read it; it was A Million Miles in a Thousand Years by Donald Miller. The book, if you haven't read it, is about taking risks, about living a good story. Most of us don't remember the majority of our lives, and it is probably because we haven't made many memorable experiences. We get comfortable and stay that way. As I read, I felt confirmation that going to Africa is what God wants, that he wants Tyler and I to rely on Him in this way. He desires us to trust in Him, and that this trip to Mali will be a beautiful part of the story of our lives; something we will share with our children. Something we won't forget.

Today, as Tyler and I prayed about it in the car on the way to work, I was still fearful, but sure at the same time. A few minutes ago, we found out my passport is paid for as of this week, and we have a donation of $1000 ($500 to each of us) that will be given before our first major deadline of finances is due. God provides. He is faithful. He is good.