Obeying Daughter

Over the past few months, I've had many reactions when I reveal that I feel led to go on a mission trip around the world.  Most have been so ENCOURAGING and willing to pray and support my decision.  Yet, a very few have questioned how I could leave my sweet babies for such a long time and travel so far away.  In an instant, they almost make me feel like a bad mother to Layton and Luke (even though I realize I'm not, and grandparents are ready to spoil them rotten next week!). I immediately feel my defense mechanisms go up.  But, then I understand, in that very same moment, it doesn't matter....ultimately, I feel proud to be an obeying daughter to the King.

Please know that leaving my husband and my sons is the very last thing my instinct tells me to do.  I feel the tug to stay in the comfort of my own home, the comfort of my own city, the comfort of my own country.  My comfort zone is completely natural for me.  Leaving...it's unnatural, it goes against my every instinct.  But leaving is what He has called me to do.

In Mark 10:29-30, Jesus said, “Truly, I say to you, there is no one who has left house or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children or lands, for my sake and for the gospel, who will not receive a hundredfold now in this time..."

I have never left my house, to fly across the world before, to share the gospel with people who do not know Jesus.  But I am tonight.  I'm a wife of a great man, and a mother to two amazing little boys, but above it all......I'm His obeying daughter.

*Say a prayer for me as a I put my sweet boys to bed tonight, I'm sure there will be a few tears shed.