13 years ago... My husband and I were in the process of becoming overseas missionaries. We were pretty far along in the process, approved by our mission agency, blessed by our elders, and waiting the call from missionaries in Latin America.
We knew we had many things to overcome to make it a reality but we were willing and able. We never thought God was going to shut the door as far as he opened it.
Spring of 2006 - was the worst season of our lives. When we heard the word "cancer" we crumbled. We didn't know what to expect but we also found out we were "expecting."
Between having a baby, termites, job loss and cancer - we closed the door in great great sadness.
God used us in some pretty amazing ways but there has also been a small void in my life wondering what it would been like to serve him in the field.
Almost every day of my life, I keep asking God ... "What am I supposed to be doing?"
Why does it feel like I'm failing at my calling.. whatever that may be.
Why does it feel like I'm failing at my calling.. whatever that may be.
Deep down I know he's guiding me through but through each season and as I slowly get older and older... I'm left wondering what's my mission.
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