Letting Him Go

Four years of deputation in a minivan = constant togetherness.  Yes, there were stressful moments because of that constant togetherness in tight quarters, but we enjoyed being together.  In fact, I loved it.

Now five years later on the mission field, my husband is getting busier and busier in the Lord's work.  Today he is making a trip out to western Kenya with Pastor Oloo to visit and encourage a new pastor out there, and also to do some outreach.  Pastor Oloo knows of a deaf man in his village that he wants BJ to meet.  (Pastor Oloo is from western Kenya.)  It is about a six hour drive from Nakuru.  They will spend a couple of days out there.

On deputation, I got quite used to having my husband with me 24/7.  Now it is no longer that way.  Oh, he still makes time for his family, and I love him all the more for it, but I don't have him constantly anymore.  It seems so often that I am saying goodbye and sending him on his way to serve the Lord.

It is not easy to let him go.  I love him.  I want him with me.  But I cannot hold him back.  Not when God gently speaks to my heart.  "Can you give him up and let him go so that I can use him more and more?"

May God use my husband this week in western Kenya, and I will be his prayer partner here at home.

 

Seth wants to be baptized soon.  Here again he is coming to us with the desire in his heart to follow the Lord on his own.  So precious.  

This morning:  "Mommy, I wish I could see someone get saved.  I wish I could be the one to tell them and then they run to tell their mommy."   I just about wept.  I hugged him tight.  My sweet boy is growing in his walk with the Lord, and it is amazing to see it in a 5-year-old. 

* Today, we are having something simple--pizza breads (little pizzas on hotdog buns because hotdog buns are what I have on hand.)  It doesn't take much to impress a 5-year-old.  Seth is excited!