So, I am very sorry & slightly ashamed to realize how long it’s been since my last update here, & since there are a few people who actually check this site to see if I’m still alive, I’m going to skip the excuses, say, “I’m sorry,” & try to be better starting now.
I’ve now been living in the DR for over six months! I can share with you from experience that God’s faithfulness is unfailing. That while life may not always be easy, to be living in the will of the Lord makes it all worth it & comes with the blessed assurance that no matter what happens, “It is well with my soul,” & I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
It is proven that the first six months on the mission field tend to be some of the hardest simply because life’s ups & downs continue, but there’s the entire element of it all happening in a different culture, one’s support network completely changes, and who knows what there will be to confront in one’s own life, in the world around us, or in attacks from the enemy who would like nothing more than to devour us.
I open up & share my heart with you all in that my transition to life in the DR has been smooth in most senses. I feel exceptionally blessed by my family & friends here who have just adopted me whole-heartedly into their lives, my family & friends in the States who have been encouraging & supportive beyond what I deserve. At the same time, for those of you who don’t know, it’s not been altogether easy either. My computer’s had to be back to the States twice for repairs. I was without a working cell phone for about a month. I’ve had “Scabies for Jesus” twice, as well as other parasites. Unexpected & not so inexpensive problems with my vehicle. Everything that goes with building new relationships. Most recently I was hit with a huge income tax bill that I was not expecting in anyway & while the check’s been written to the IRS, am now in a hard position. My family & community here have also been hit with sickness and hard times again & again. Needless to say, I join in with Horatio Spafford’s hymn in the midst of losing his children.
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll, whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say, It is well, it is well, with my soul. Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blessed assurance control, that Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, and hath shed His own blood for my soul. It is well, it is well, with my soul. And Lord haste the day when the faith shall be sight, the clouds be rolled back as a scroll, the trump shall resound and the Lord shall descend, even so it is well with my soul.
Praise Jesus & may He alone be glorified & His will done on this earth as in heaven.
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