As the date approaches for us to embark on our journey to Ebuhando I can't help but feel a little fearful as I read the news reports about the hostility between Kenya and Somalia. Kidnappings, bombs going off, threats . . . Yeah, I'm a little anxious.
Through the anxiousness, however, I am finding an overwhelming calm. Currently, as I sit in my study carol in the library, I don't have a fear of what is coming in the next couple of months. I have a confidence that I have been called and that my God will keep me safe.
There are always things to fear, but I have the choice to give power to that fear. I need to choose to let that fear take control, or flee from it. With 4 whole days till we get on our first plane I am fleeing. Fleeing from the news stories. Fleeing from the butterflies in my stomach. Fleeing from the things this world is telling me I will be missing.
"For I know the plans I have for you . . ." Fear is something that I can dwell on, but faith is what I will by.
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