In
2011, my husband, 3 kids and I were living in a single-wide two bedroom mobile
home. So when a man knocked on our door, three separate times, and begged us to
sell our home to him, I was excited. I started dreaming of a new house with
lots of room for the kids to play. I was already planning the colors to paint
each room, and how to decorate my kitchen. When Luke told me shortly after that
he believed God was calling us into missions, and that we needed to move to
Texas to attend the Missionary Training school, I was not excited. I actually
started bawling, and didn’t stop for at least 3 days.
You
see, my husband has wanted to be a missionary since he was very young. I,
however, was not that way. I didn’t have anything against being a missionary, I
just never thought of that being what I wanted to do. I have to say, the only reason I moved out to
Texas to attend BBTI was because I loved my husband but for no other reason.
When we moved there, I absolutely hated it—115 degree heat and locust
everywhere, not my place of choice. But
the real reason I hated it was because of the turmoil going on in my soul.
I
knew what Luke wanted to do—be a foreign missionary, but I was not willing to
go. I kept praying that God would change Luke’s mind. I kept telling God what
would really be better for our family. I was miserable and scared. Scared,
because I knew the same love that had me follow my husband to Texas wasn’t
strong enough to take me halfway across the world and keep me there. I knew
something had to happen in my heart, but I didn’t know what, and I didn’t know
how to make it happen.
We
were at BBTI for a few months when Pastor Schindler came through. He was
speaking to the class, and the missionary wives especially, about surrender and
being able to make it on the mission field. He spoke of how we need to cut the
cords for friends and family back in the States, not so we never speak to
anyone, but so that we can go to the field for the long haul, to go and not
turn back or run home every time something difficult happens. We needed to be
able to stand behind our husbands and do this! I left class early because I
couldn’t quit crying.
I
went home and got on my face before the Lord and opened His Word. I finally
came to a point of surrender. I prayed the hardest prayer I’ve ever had to pray
which was, “Lord, I don’t want you to
give me the desire to go to the mission field; I want you to change me so that
I want nothing else.” That was the hardest prayer I’ve ever had to pray
because I was afraid of the answer. Immediately a burden was lifted off my
shoulders, and I had peace. I wasn’t ready at that moment to charge off to the jungles
of PNG, but I came to a place where I could allow God to work in my heart and
truly change me.
Over
the next few weeks I really delved into God’s word, sought Him in prayer, and
received encouraging words from other missionary wives. About three weeks later
I was sitting in the front row of a church service and we were singing a
familiar hymn, “At the Cross.” God used that song and spoke to my heart. The
last verse says, “But drops of grief can ne’er repay the debt of love I owe. Here Lord I give myself away tis all that I can do.” It was at that moment that God changed my
heart. I have to say He didn’t just give me the desire to go to the mission
field, but truly changed me so that I want nothing else!
I’m
realizing more and more that surrender isn’t one big thing, but many tiny
points in our lives where God brings us a little further out of our comfort
zone so that we will trust him a little bit more. Each day has its own
challenges. My fears keep arising, and I can think of several excuses of why I
shouldn’t go and why we would be better off here in the States, but God has
given me a passage of Scripture that truly helps combat all of those fears and
excuses—Is. 41:9-13. “…Thou art my servant; I have chosen thee, and not cast
thee away. Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy
God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee
with the right hand of my righteousness…For
I the Lord thy God will hold thy right hand, saying unto thee, Fear not; I will
help thee.”
How gracious our Lord is, to move us to pray "change my heart," then answer that prayer! Scripture tells us that faith is a gift from God, then says "Abraham believed God (had faith) and it was imputed to him for righteous." So He chooses us,bestows faith upon us, then credits us with righteousness! Amazing! Our Lord asks no more than a tiny mustard-seed from us, while lavishing upon us such immeasurable mercy and grace! He truly does deserve ALL the praise and glory!
ReplyDeleteGod knows What Is Best For Us. We do things What we see good for us. But how Wonderful it is what God Has Planned For.
ReplyDeleteIndeed, There is Nothing To fear when We Have GOD to help Us. But he have so many Things to give who let him in their life.
I'm blessed from your testimony.God help you And your Husband in every steps of your life.