Maybe it’s the season, maybe it’s the new candles that make the house smell and feel warm and cozy, maybe it’s the cold with the nights and days spent snuggling with my boy (and larger boy) under a down blanket, maybe it’s new friendships, and the hope of meaningful conversations to come over chiya, but I am so very grateful for this season we are in.
It’s easy to forget what a privilege it is to be in this place, and truth be told, I think we are due for a good reminder that this adventure we are on, with all it’s challenges and joys alike, is an incredible blessing. In the nearly 10 months we’ve been here, we have seen The Lord do incredible things that can only be explained by his goodness and faithfulness and love for His people. We have been humbled to the point of breaking, we have been broken, and we have, piece by piece, been put back together. We walk in that newness for a time, and then we are yet again broken, and because our God is a loving and good God, we are reassembled into something more fitting for His purposes. This is not an easy process. It is the most humbling experience either of us have ever had to walk through. But with each challenge comes the reward for those that persevere for the sake of the Kingdom. We are learning to be obedient on a whole new level. We are learning that nothing can be accomplished for his name’s sake without seeking first the presence of God. We are learning to abide. We are learning to find joy in the refining process, and we are learning time and time again how deep is his love for us.
Our life is privileged, and a little crazy. It must seem strange to some, perhaps a little wreckless. I admit sometimes I wonder what the heck we are thinking. We have taken our son trekking through the Himalayas on our backs three times now. We have run out of diapers in a remote village and used maxi pads (courtesy of one of our college interns) and plastic bags with holes in the bottom for his legs. We have had giardia and dysentery more times than we’d like to admit. We have lost unhealthy amounts of weight (but put it back on). We have camped to the sound of wolves howling. We have camped to the sound of nothing to find that a pack of wolves killed 4 baby yaks that night below where we slept. We have sat with strangers and had chiya and learned about their lives and their culture. We have made friends in remote villages that have seen something in us worth binding themselves to through a Tibetan friendship ceremony. We have been invited to dinner by our didi and sat on the floor of their one room apartment to share a meal and feel almost ashamed at the wealth we have. We have also been humbled by the joy and gratitude and humility she and her family have over what they possess and their eagerness to share it with us and others.
The Lord cares about his people in mores ways than we can imagine. We never ever take for granted every safe journey we have in this country, or every uneventful trip, or new friendship he brings to us. For these things and exceedingly more we are thankful. We praise him for his care over our family, and for all those who are praying for us and supporting us. To God be all the glory, forever and ever. Amen.
“Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” 1 Thess 5:18