There are times I just don’t know what to do.
One of the hardest parts of this journey in Africa is that there is no instruction manual.
There are no classes I can take.
Or if there are, our situation would change before I’d be finished.
There's a temptation to let my mind linger on the uncertainty of every day. To dwell on the questions:
Am I doing enough? Am I doing the right things? Is anything going to happen because of any of it?
Many times I have succumbed to the tidal wave of questions. Faithfully though, the Lord will step in and rescue me from all of them. This month His rescue came yet again, this time in James, John and Moses.
We asked God for a way to communicate with Nasir.
James, one of our compound guards, randomly runs into me in the center of town one day.
We asked God to bless the radio work.
John, one of our radio guys, comes to Ethiopia for some other business and found us here.
We ask the Lord to make us a blessing to the people around us.
Moses, a pastor from Nasir, comes to our borrowed compound in the middle of the night with his family and needs water, food, and a place to sleep.
There isn’t an instruction manual. I don’t think I will ever “know” what to do. I may never see the fruit of the work God is doing. Even so, He regularly encourages us with the circumstances of life. He shows us He is in control of our lives and ministry. He says to us, “a life given to me is never wasted…never fruitless…never without significance."