Being a missionary requires lots of sacrifices, but even more blessings. My family is living proof. Because we have moved overseas to serve, we are not only where we believe God wants us, be we are blessed beyond measure.
Becky is 1453 miles away, in a hospital bed, awaiting surgery. I’m not by her side. I committed to always being by her side. I want to be there. But, I can’t. God can and will. I choose to trust, but that doesn’t mean it is easy.
Yep, I signed up for this, and I wouldn’t want it any other way.