Where in the World?

Ok.  You have probably noticed some subtle changes around here.  Like the map of Honduras is gone, and so it the clock with Honduran time.  If you were to read our About page, you would find there is a lack of information about Honduras there.  And if you and I are friends on Facebook, you might have noticed I changed my work information.

So what in the world is going on?  Well...

LAM, in preparation for our deployment to Manantial de Vida later this year, did some reviewing of the situation there, and after much prayer, talking, and considering, decided that it was best we consider not moving there.  Without getting into all the nitty gritty,  (if you want more details, you can email me and I'll send you a copy of the letter LAM sent out.) they asked us to pray about this possible change of direction for a week before we talked with anyone. 

Which we did.  And in the end we came to a lot of the same conclusions LAM did.  Let me just say it was a very hard decision to come to.  We had been praying and planning and preparing for Honduras for the last two years.  And just like that, or so it felt, we were without a country. We went through just about every emotion you can think of.  Really.  And there were a lot of questions.  Still are.  Like, hummm, where are we going?  Even ask Forrest and he'll tell you, "we don't know where we are going yet."

But we are learning to trust God at a deeper level, again, still, something.  Before we had to trust that God was going to bring us to Honduras because He was leading us there.  And now we have to trust that we left everything we have ever know for a place we don't know at all.  Like as in, we don't know where it is!  I feel more like Abram than ever!

"By faith Abraham, when called to go to a place he would later receive as his inheritance, obeyed and went, even though he did not know where he was going."

And can I be honest here?  It's not a fun place to be.  I long for stability.  Really.  If it was up to me, I would have bought a lovely centennial farm in a quaint little town just far enough from a nice city to be out in the country, put down roots, lived there until the day I die.  My kids would be able to know their parents phone number when they were 50 by memory because it would be the same one they had when they were kids.  I would plant a garden, and learn my neighbors names and we would be at the same church and community for 75 years.

Instead, here we are global nomads, with no idea what is next, a baby coming in just a few short months, and all we have is Jesus.  And I can say with everything that is within me, like Peter, "Lord, to whom shall we go?  You have the words of eternal life."  (John 6:68) 

And so we cling to him and trust that He will show us that next step. 

And how are we going to know those next steps?  Well, LAM has been working with us to help.  We have already talked with one camp here in Costa Rica, and while we love the ministry that is going on there, it just wasn't a good fit for our family.  When we were in the States over Christmas, we talked with the personal people at LAM and they were quite excited about a couple of possibilities for us. 

On Tuesday we will meet with another place just about an hour from where we are living to talk about the ministry and get to know them.

And for now, a couple of things are for sures (yeah!!!) 
1.  God is still in control.  He never wasn't. 
2.  We are still going to be in Christian Camping in Latin America.  Somewhere.  Luis Diego, one of the great people we have been working with at LAM said, "We know there is a camp, we just have to figure out which one it is."

And we wait on the rest.  And would you pray with us about the rest?