Lord willing, my first full-time Venezuelan teammate will be arriving exactly one week from today. The joy in my heart is unexplainable. 4 years ago I remember feeling deep inside my soul that God wanted to me to raise a team of Venezuelans to serve outside of Venezuela, not knowing what that would look like. Do I get a team together first, Lord? Who? Do I go first and then see if anyone follows? That's weird, though. Isn't it , Lord?
I knew of one couple with the interest in working in Spain and of a single gal who always had the dream of studying in Spain since she was a little girl. But that was about it. I had an idea of who I might like on my team, but I hadn't even approached those people about going to Spain. So I just prayed and waited.
Fast forward to September 2014: That couple? They have their letter of invitation to apply for a visa and hope to be in Spain by the end of the year. That girl? She had applied two times for a scholarship to do her Masters in Spain and was denied each time. When she surrendered that to God, he immediately granted her a visa to come to Spain and study for a year....to do HIS work. The transformation that God has made in her life and what God has used her to do in Venezuela has inspired me, and I hope to be able to labor with her for years to come as we seek to love others in Christ and spread the good news of His kingdom!
She arrives in one week. It's a big day for Gabriela. It's a big day for Venezuela and the believers. It's a big day for me. It's a big day for Spain. And without a doubt it's a big day for God! What joy!
Two weeks from this moment I will be boarding a plane in Madrid, Spain, having already flown from Granada early that morning. My sister will be with me, as she will have traveled here to accompany me on the trip home. I need it. My body is weak.
On the other end of those flights our parents will be there waiting for us. It will be a sad and joyous reunion. I feel bad for them. I've always been their sick kid. I feel bad for my siblings. My sisters and brother-in-law, too. They hurt deeply in all of this as well. And probably to a greater degree than they let me see. I hurt for my sweet sobrinos(nieces and nephews) -- what they know and what they do not know. Thank you, Lord, for my sweet family.
From there all the appointments will begin, blood taken, tests run, trips made, etc. Will I have to start dialysis? Will I start to be in pain like before? Will I make it this time? What sorrow!
Joy and Sorrow. Peace and Pain. Another post for another time.
What's so different about one week to the next? For me...right now... it means everything.