Today was a reflective day for me. We arrived in Abuja Thursday evening. Friday we did ALL of the errands we had to do (this is a record, as it usually takes a week to accomplish anything here) and got to visit some friends who have become very dear to us. Saturday found us leaving at 9:30 am to go HOME. We stopped at Gboko.
You see, today (exactly 3 years ago) we were ambushed at this spot near Bali. We stopped to take a memorial picture. Peter, our driver, was injured greatly, Jim had head wounds, and I was shot. I think God has a very interesting sense of timing! Peter is still our driver and doing well except for one finger that he can’t move. Jim healed up and so did I.
When I think of what has transpired since that time, I get kind of dizzy! We started on the process of becoming missionaries, filling out lots of paperwork, writing papers,and taking personality tests. We were commissioned, trained, and started raising support as well as working. We sold our home, moved in with friends, and continued to raise support. Dan worked and I worked on support raising appointments until April of last year when we arrived at our goal and were approved to leave. We thought our Visawould be forth-coming and we finally got to leave in September. We spent the Spring, Summer, and part of Autumn working around our house, packing things to take, and getting to spend time with Dan’s parents and helping them with what we could.
We left for Gembu on September 23 and spent three months figuring out what is here, what God was leading us to do here, and how to proceed with that plan.
We left Gembu December 16, Dan had his vein surgery the 18th, spent time with family and friends, worked on raising money for medical equipment we need to transition from the clinic to a hospital, connected with organizations that help missionaries with medical equipment, connected with a missionary who can help us get a container of medical supplies over here, and loaded up about 33 pallets of equipment and supplies, as well as 72 solar panels, and equipment to start a mechanic shop. We also found out and collected all of the supplies we need to get started with the Days for Girls Project and 100 girls kits and 100 post-partum kits as well as receiving blankets.
That is a brief over-view of the past 3 years. Did we know everything that would be involved when we said “We will go”? No we didn’t, we took it one step at a time. Many of done much more in shorter amounts of time, so we know we are not superheroes or anything, but we did what we had to do and just took the next step forward. Guess what? Go
My point in all of this today is this: Do you sometimes get frustrated that you are not able to do many things that you think should happen tomorrow? Take one step at a time forward. Everyday take as many steps as you can forward, but do not forget the important people in your life in the journey.