Seriously...?

I think of you often. I’ve been to London many times in my imagination. As I walked the streets of Tlaxiaco last night, the cold rain slowly soaked through my red “water-proof” jacket. I splashed through several muddy puddles in my attempt to locate a roasted chicken for our dinner. The chicken was not to be found but I did enjoy my time with you in Old England once again.
The line between need and want can be a fine one at times. However, when we really need something…it’s always there. I went through a bit of a depression this week when I found out our monthly support was at an all-time low. It sent me spiraling through all the same old questions. “Are we really supposed to be here?” “How am I going to provide for my family?” “What the heck was I thinking moving my wife and four children all the way down here?” And on and on. It was painful.
As I regained my focus, through prayer and reading the Word, I was reminded once again that God is good and that He promises to always take care of His children. But how…how would He come through this time?
After a great lunch with some of our fellow missionaries, he took me aside and stuffed a wad of bills in my hand. Later when I counted the bills I was shocked to see the amount that he gave us equaled the amount of support we had received. Wow! I was humbled. God had come through once again.