For the last few months, we've been wrestling with how exactly we are going to move our family to South Africa. I mean, living in Africa is way more spendy then we thought. I've been bombarded with doubts and disappointment and fear.
Fear can overtake a person and make the most clear messages become garbled. Sure I'm afraid of moving my family half way across the world, relying only on the income of generous people. I mean, that should give anyone a little but of jitters. It got to the point where I thought, "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Maybe it's a dream I forced into reality."
But then, low and behold, I check my Twitter account today.
Tweet #1: "Why fear when God's already given you, in Christ, everything you need to be what you're supposed to be and do what you're called to do?"
Tweet #2: Why would you be afraid when, in Christ, you have been completely accepted, eternally forgiven and richly supplied?
And for good measure, my friend on facebook posted this today: