For those of you not on my email list you may be a little surprised by what I am going to say… Maybe not. And while part of me wants to drag this out for a couple of paragraphs and make you wonder and get frustrated…I just don't have two paragraphs of fake filler. I couldn't fluff much on papers or tests either. My grades suffered for it.
Anyway. I am buying my ticket to Honduras. I am leaving May 20. Yes. That is indeed less than a month away.
Do I have all my money? I have no idea. I will find out early next week when CMC sends my report to me how much money I have. Right now I know that I have enough for my furlough acct and some monthly supporters. But I don't know if I have enough to stay until December. And then return first of January. For forever. Or until the Lord tells me otherwise.
What I do know is that I spoke at church Sunday. I wrote what I was going to say almost a month ago. Then almost changed half of it Saturday. But I didn't. And the Lord tied it all in to the sermon and the music and it was God glorifying. Did I have people handing me checks and cash afterward? Nope. But if I know that even a third of that room say "Yes" to what God has for them when that service was over…to glorify God with their lives…that their lives would be 24/7 worship of HIM. Then that is perfect. Glory to God.
Now the hard stuff for me comes. Not the leaving what little possessions I have behind. It's you people. The ones who hold my heart. Who pray things for me that I am too afraid or don't think I deserve. Who call me on my C-wrap. And challenge me to be more like HIM. I don't want to miss you.
I KNOW that the Lord has a perfect thing for me in Honduras. I mean Hello! I am going to Orphanage EMMANUEL! My favorite name of Jesus! But walking to something I have never seen and don't know details on unnerves me. I know for some of you this is surprising. I seem so calm and cool. Unruffled feathers and all. But if you could see the peaceful yet sometimes swirling undercurrent. You would realize that I am indeed a control freak of sorts. I blame God. He made me. ha
Anyway. I will have some sort of gathering for folks to come see me. Hang out. Say Hey. (I refuse to say Bye. It makes me want to cry. And vomit. And I hate to do both in public.) Details later.
Fun pics of my last Stone Mountain trip with the littles and my sister to come. And maybe other little treats.
For now….if interested this is my four minute deal from Sunday.
Love. Peace. Cheese. Rainbows.
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