Ok, I admit it. I was feeling pretty grumpy last night when I wrote my last entry. However, as is usually the case, God provided an opportunity for us to see the good in what we are having to do.
After supper last night we got a visit from Billy and Ada Wisanen, dear sweet friends of ours from church, who wanted to look through some of the furniture that we had for sale. One of the things that we have been forced to sell is a table that belonged to my Nana and that I have had in my house since college. I didn't really want to let this table go, and had hoped that it could saty in my family, but that was not possible. However, God sent Billy and Ada at just the right time. They were looking for a table and I was able to send Nana's table, along with some books that I bought as a present for Kellye, home with them. It was nice for us to find a home for these items. However, my attitude toward garage sales changed when Billy told me, "every time I sit in the room and look at these things I will think about and pray for you guys."
Wow! What a blessing it is to be able to share the treasured things of your life with other people and know that these items will not just bring pleasure to others, but they will be a reminder to others of our lives and our work. To be honest, most days we do not consider missionary service to be a sacrifice. We have "counted the cost" and God has placed in us a burning desire to serve Him overseas. And, part of that is whittling our life down to 14 suitcases. How nice it is to be able to share our lives with the people here and know that as we go and serve that we will be remembered and prayed for.
The ironic note: we are finally getting the rain we need (it has been raining for 12 hours now) and our sale for today has been washed out.
Blessings,
Marc
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