A life of a missionary is a call to sacrifice independence. It is a life of total dependence on the Lord’s care for us, but also accepting the help of others. It has been in my life as a missionary that I have felt the most confident in being taken care of, because I am not relying on myself; I can’t. It is also a growth in humility, needing to accept the generosity of others and not being able to “give” back.
The past two months we were drenched in the generosity of others in a very tangible way. We were visiting the States without a home, without a vehicle, and without a lot of money. We were not sure how it was going to work out. A family of seven takes up a lot of space in a home, eats a lot of food, and requires a large vehicle. We put our trust in God, and he came through in the generosity and hospitality of others. One family lent us their seven passenger van for the entire month we were in Minnesota! Four other families let us move into their houses, and they even cooked meals for us. Many other families had us over for dinner and many others offered.
Without these people we would have been on the streets. The reality hits hard of the vulnerable place we are in, but even more powerfully, the providence of the Lord is so evident. Our life in the States of working regular jobs caused much more anxiety in our lives, because as I look back, I recognize how much trust and responsibility we took upon ourselves, believing that if we were going to eat, have a home, and a vehicle then we were the ones who needed to make it happen. I am not saying a person shouldn’t work: We must work. All I am saying is that as a missionary, I have been able to hand over the responsibility to the Lord, put all my trust in Him, and watch Him take such good care of us! I am so grateful to the Lord, and all who have been an instrument of his provision to us! God is good!
We arrived in Costa Rica a week and a half ago. Our dependency on the Lord through others continues as we get settled in an unknown place. Landing in a foreign land is always an opportunity to learn how to do everything all over again. Our fellow missionaries have done a wonderful job of taking us under their wings, and teaching us how to live. Pablo and Yalile housed us for a week, while we got the things we needed in order to move into our own home. Brad and Pablo spent many hours of many days helping Jason look for our vehicle, while I stayed at home with the kids. The first morning, I realized I didn’t have any Costa Rican currency, and wondered what we would eat. Yalile had breakfast waiting, and Rachael helped with lunch. It is such a gift that the Lord sends others care for us in our need. Each day, we wake up and wonder how the Lord will provide this day and each evening we look back and marvel at His provision for us!
“If God so clothes the grass in the field that grows today and is thrown into the oven tomorrow, will he not much more provide for you?” – Luke 12:28