Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Goodbyes and a Detour


We leave Piracicaba tomorrow morning and it's time for goodbyes again . . . Sigh. Carlinhos, Marli and Rafael have become our family here in the last two weeks, and we're finding it difficult to go. It seems like it's never a good time to say goodbye to people you care about.
I can't describe in words the kind of love and care we've had from this family who we barely knew when we arrived at their home. This past weekend as we came home from the beach with them, I was realizing again that God reaches people through people. Since we arrived, Jess and I have had times of prayer together that amaze me because we can sense the Lord directing the prayers that we pray. One thing that keeps coming up in our prayers is that we are expecting and depending on Him to take care of us. And it hit me as we drove home that He is already answering those prayers - through people. Suddenly I realized that it's through this family that the Lord is caring for us. I know this probably sounds like it's not such a big deal, but sometimes I guess I expect the Lord to answer prayers in big miraculous ways in which He acts all on His own. But He moves in very normal ways through the people around us. I didn't expect to write all this when I began, but to be loved by people for no reason is a pretty overwhelming feeling. . .
And now for the detour part. We were supposed to be going to Barretos earlier this week, but we got an email about a job offer in another city called Sao Jose dos Campos last Thursday, and we are going there tomorrow to scout things out. The offer is far better than anything we were expecting, and it seems as though it has been tailor made for us. The city is about 3 hours from here (1 hour from Sao Paulo). There are lots of thoughts and feelings to be dealt with in considering accepting a job (or turning it down for that matter), but in the end, it's really the Lord's will that is most important. So we're praying, and going to see, and trusting that the Lord will speak at the right time about what we should do. We have a little less than two weeks before they need an answer from us.

Okay, the suitcase calls. Arg. It's all the little things that don't fit well and make the suitcase bulge that are left to squeeze in. Here's hoping that I don't have to pull everything out and start all over again . . .

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