I’m reposting this because it’s just so good. Reading through it, I’m guessing that the family writing is in a “closed” country, thus some of the references. You can see the original post of the repost on Livesays blog.
By Troy & Tara Livesay.
Last summer while we were in the USA lamenting not being in Haiti, God gave us many good gifts. One of them was a unique opportunity to meet a family serving Him in a risky place.
Like us they found themselves on a longer break than they anticipated or even wanted. Our surly attitudes and common struggles bonded us, and due to the instant connection we experienced in our short time together, we’ve been writing each other ever since. I have the world clock on my phone set to their local time so that I can be reminded to pray for them as I see what time of day it is in their part of the world.
I wanted to share a recent post of theirs … So many things to reflect upon and learn from these thoughts.
The Alien Will of God
- We give up a nice house and a secure future in the States to come here…to a country at war.
- Carrying on the family farm is replaced with teaching people where to poop properly.
- Having our kid grow up with cousins and grandparents and friends and family is replaced with a handful of (wonderful) friends and angel khAla who pulls him around the house on the vacuum cleaner.
- Instead of packing for a weekend trip to see family and friends, we pack an evacuation bag and leave it by the front door…just in case.
- Instead of weekly reports on crop prices, we get weekly reports on roadside bombings across the country.
- Instead of going for long, leisurely runs through cornfields, we lift weights in our kitchen.
- Instead of asking Dad to bless our kids as they go to school, we ask Dad to provide a teacher so they can keep going to school…so that their parents can keep working here.
- Our weekly gathering consists of very loud off-key singing and a traveling bag of song books.
- Ice cream is a figment of our imagination.
I appreciate this SO much because they say so many things that I think we feel. Do you know how hard it is to explain to people why you go and do what you do, other than saying it’s because we want to be obedient to our God? To the calling he has placed in our hearts. It’s a hard thing to explain. To so many, obedience is good, as long as it happens in a safety net, in a way where things make sense and can be categorized into logical boxes.
God isn’t logical though. He calls us into the hard things. The things that make no sense. The things that use up every ounce of what we’ve got to give, just so he can fill us up again. And he teaches us through all those things.
I think it’s interesting when people react to our family like we’re some kind of heroes. It’s weird. We’re just normal people doing what we feel we’re supposed to do. It just so happens we’re doing it in a place not a lot of people would commit to for the long term. When I see that reaction the thoughts running through my head are usually things like, “Yea, it’s Haiti. But, we don’t live in a war zone. I don’t have to worry about land mines. There isn’t an army. We can freely talk about our faith and our reasons for why we’re here.” Have we had our share (some would argue more than our share) of struggles? Yes. Have we cried in grief? Yes. Have we felt alone? Yes. Have we wondered why it was happening? Yes. Have we had moments where we wanted to pack up and head home? Yes.
But, in all those things and through all those things the thing that pushes up to the surface is this deep knowledge that we ARE in the will of God. We ARE being obedient to HIM. It doesn’t matter if it makes sense to anyone else. It doesn’t matter that we often can’t find the words to explain why. It just doesn’t matter. What does matter is that we keep walking that path one step at a time. For us to not do that would leave us with a great sense of being lost.
This is what it means to be in the great alien will of God.