We said our good-byes to our family. When we finished saying good-byes, we received a notification that our flight had been delayed. I looked at Soy and said “I can’t say good-bye again.” Soy could detach without any emotions. I have always been an emotional wreck at good-byes.
I can actually remember hiding in the car when some of the people who I love dearly came to visit us in Guatemala. The good-byes are too difficult for me. I would rather just skip this part than to feel the emotions. I have begged God to take this away from me. As of right now, God has not taken the hurt of saying good-bye away. I feel it deeply. One day I was questioning how I can have such confidence and peace in our calling, yet such grief when I say good-bye. I felt like the Lord told me that he will not remove it from me because it will cause me to search my heart every single time and to learn complete dependence on Him.
The moment we had been preparing for many years had finally arrived. We sat in the Mobile airport with our three daughters, and we knew our lives were about to change. We had counted down the days to permanently live in another country, and now it seemed like we only blinked and the day was here.
We walked down the jetway and as we took the final step onto the plane, I thought ‘What if we are making the wrong decision?” The enemy whispered, “What if…”. And I clearly heard the Lord whisper softly to my heart—“Either trust me with everything or don’t trust me all.”
I took a deep breath as we stepped onto the plane with complete faith, obedience, and surrender.
We chose to Trust in Him–with Everything!
