One Step at a Time

I'm really glad God knows the plan. I have to remind myself that He is not surprised by the changes that seem so sudden to me.

I tried to mentally prepared myself for the possibility that the trip to South Sudan could be cancelled due to the recent increase in violence, but I underestimated how disappointed I would actually be if it were to happen. I received the phone call this morning and have been on the edge of tears since. My heart was so set on going. The hospital that we were set to work in is setting up tents for the influx of patients that they are receiving, so even if we went they wouldn't be able to give up the beds and operating room space for non-emergent patients. My thought: let's go anyway and help the hospital staff with their extra patients. I wish that was the way it worked.

The bright side is that I get this extra time with my family, which has been really good. There is another trip for later in the summer that has been presented to me and I will update the blog if I end up going. I have only known about it for a few days so I haven't made a decision yet, but it looks promising. For now, I am sticking with my plan of being in Texas for a few more weeks. God seems to be stretching my faith further and further in a lot of areas, but especially in the area of not having a plan. I keep hearing a replay in my head of something Ps. Aaron Stern has said so many times: "The bible doesn't say that God's word is a spotlight to my future, it says 'it's a light to my path'." A lot of times we only get to see our feet and where we need to take the next step. I so wish I could have a spotlight...