Tug O' War

We took something of a trip to Vienna, Austria this past weekend. Mainly for a routine 3 month "no more cancer" check-up for Beth (all is well!). Among all the public transportation that Vienna offers that is just so foreign to a girl who has to hop in the car make sure there is enough gas to get to the nearest Wal-Mart 20 minutes away from her home in the States, I had some time to think. If you have been following me on this crazy blog adventure that seems to never truly have a direction and are simply the wanderings of a young girl trying to figure out what it seems most people already have sorted out, you'll know that thinking is one of my favorite things and sometimes one of the worst things for me.

I was amazed to think that I have been here in Europe for a little over two months now. Even more amazed to think that I have no plans of leaving any time soon. I am triple amazed that God has opened this door to work in a land so rich in history, culture, and language. I am quadruple amazed by the people I know now and the directions and connections God has put in my path to these people. It's a bit flirty of me to say that here, I feel like adventure is at the doorstep, but it's true. I'm not saying that this life is better than any other's, what I am saying is that God couldn't have taken my heart into consideration more than he has knowing where I would be helpful and in what context.

It's a passion that plays a tug o' war (this came from my time to think). One side pulling towards this work in this place, and the other pulling towards a place far away that you call home. It's especially tense when issues are arising and have risen back home. The yearning to wrap your arms around hurting family members as life is not the same for them as it was before. Then there is the other side of the tension pulling just as hard; the passion and proclamation of a love so deep there is none like it.

And my heart aches for both.

However, I am confident in God's plan and while my heart is torn apart for issues beyond my tangible reach back home, I know that God has me here allowing me to trust in him more and then some. I do not question whether I should be here or at home during this time or not, I am sure this is where I am to be right here, right now. My heart is broken for a thing unsaid, but my faith is strong in Him who mends all things in His time which is perfection. I live in Europe, doing what I love most with some really great godly people and I could not be more blessed. It's not all roses over here either, but let's just say with what I get to wake up to, and the people I get to spend time with, and my God I get to serve, I have no room to complain.

But I do ask you my dear people, to pray for this unsaid thing concerning people back home. Thank you for your prayers...always...and never forget that.

All to God