I suppose all along the way in terms of preparing for heading back into missions, there have been a lot of things I could not imagine happening. As some of those unimaginable things come to pass, I suppose it is a concrete sign that God is working in my life, not just me moving forward on my own willpower.

Last year I couldn't really imagine any concrete planning to be a long term missionary at all. More recently, this fall, I couldn't imagine actually sitting down to write another prayer letter- sort of feels like, "Hey, everybody, its me again, feels like I am always asking for money." That was in the fall before I made my January trip over, and I figured if it was really His leading, somehow I would convince myself to sit down and write it.

I did not have to convince myself, but I sure wrote it. And as I wrote it, I cried thinking about how much I DO believe in what God is doing in the world, and the ultimate supremacy of Jesus Christ and the truth of His words to us. Even sitting down to write it at the kitchen table with the morning sun coming in... putting my hands on the keys... I had imagined it would be harder than it was.

That is evidence of God.

And now I see more ahead of me that I can't imagine and genuinely don't want. Good bye parties, oh, gosh, that doesn't sound fun. Or moreso- saying goodbye to my family- my parents and my sisters here whose lives are so intertwined with mine. What in the world is going to replace that element of my life in Ethiopia? I can't get excited about the HQ dynamics....

But I have the evidence, right here fresh in my mind and memory- He leads us forward right through whatever it is we dread or fear or just plain old don't look forward to- and He makes it good and worth it all.

Even when we can't quite imagine how it is going to work out.