Mission: Urban

And okay, here we go! One month from today I’ll be back on the ground in Buenos Aires. You know, if you hadn’t known about all of the uncertainty and questions and doubt and decision making, you would look at this year and think that everything was going very smoothly according to schedule. J And I suppose it is. And I feel very thankful. And very much like God is wanting to let us know that He’s directing our every step. Which makes me feel even more thankful. Especially when I consider the monumental and basically impossible task that’s in front of us now. Um, you ask, which monumental/impossible task is that? Packing up and moving again? Well, that’s fairly monumental, but not impossible. Planting a thriving, reproducing church in another country? Oh, man, that’s way more impossible and monumental than I’m prepared to think about right now. Finding three livable houses for three different families in a crazy poor neighborhood in South America? Yeah, that’s the one I was thinking of. And that’s why I’m thankful that I can be so confident that God is just moving us along in His way. Because now I can be excited about the challenge, instead of terrified about the possibility of disaster.  Okay, maybe just a wee bit terrified.  But that thrill of fear in the mix just serves to make me smile for now.  My real life is back.