Right. So I'm still on Guam. I have mixed feelings about this, but that is beside the point. Things are still not really happening the way that I wish they would... but I need to get over that and be ready for what God IS doing, rather than what I want him to do, I think. Easier said than done, sometimes.
We are finally finished and out of our lease with the property YWAM was using here. That is a good thing-- a huge load off of the shoulders of the leadership here. It's also sad, in a lot of ways. There were a lot of hopes and dreams tied up in that place-- we wanted to run schools that won't happen there now, and use it as a base of evangelism, which it won't be. Our staff are moving on to new things, and somehow we feel a bit stuck here, picking up the pieces and wondering what happened to all the hope for new, life-giving ministries that were supposed to come out from there.
The truth is, of course, that it is not about the building. But the loss of the building is a tangible thing that goes along with the loss of resources needed to do the things we had planned to do. And now the only thing to do is to wait on God, and let him give us something new: new hope and new ideas and new plans of action. I have peace about that-- most of the time. I know that God is big and capable, and that he is good and wants good things for the people of Guam. I don't know how I am a part of that, right now. I've been thinking about the ministries that I've been involved in, and it seems like I am often around for major transitions. What is that all about? Also, I have made some friends here and I think those relationships have been very key and important during this time... for myself and for those people. So I definitely see God working. But the big picture is tough to grasp right now. I guess I will give it time. Watch this space!
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Hi Mary, Bless you for being so obedient to God! This must be difficult so we all need to be praying for you. I love your blogs. Your Dad is so faithfull in forwarding these to me, and others I'm sure. Love, Helen W.
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