I feel like I’ve come full circle. Twenty-six year ago God called me to the United States to work on curriculum for Life Publishers (Editorial Vida in Spanish). It was something that looked totally impossible, but with my family’s support and God’s miraculous guidance, one year later things were falling into place.
I felt like Abraham, who when God called him, obeyed and went, even though he did not know where he was going. I’ve written quite a few blogs with some of the stories about how we came to the United States. This is one of them:
By faith Abraham, when called to go to a place he would later receive as his inheritance, obeyed and went, even though he did not know where he was going. By faith he made his home in the promised land like a stranger in a foreign country…
I have faithfully served the Assemblies of God in the capacity of curriculum specialist, translator, and editor. Apart from the curriculum I was a part in developing, probably the most cherished project was putting together a Spanish Devotional Bible (Biblia Devocional de la Mujer), with short meditations written by Latin American leaders.
Many different winds have blown during the 25 years. I officially retired three years ago, but I continued working in a freelance capacity. That door is now shut! I sent in my last freelance job yesterday afternoon. And it felt exactly like I’ve written in the title: mission accomplished!
I don’t know if you’ve had that sensation, but it was like giving a big sigh for relief after a long and hard workday. During the most pressing years of the curriculum development I used to feel like it was just one long and hard workday that seemed to never end. It’s over! I’ve definitely turned a page. “Let’s celebrate!” I said to the kids. And we went to McDonald’s! There are not that many places to choose from where they live.
The four children situated, ready to celebrate!
What is one of the most fun things for children to do? Play in a park with slides and other playground equipment. So that’s what we did next. I stayed in the van watching at a distance, wishing myself back to those days when I could run at my heart’s content. In the midst of her play, the little one ran to me, only so she could give me a hug and a kiss. And then she was back to her play.
The sky was painted in beautiful colors to honor this day.
Of the four children, Brianna is the one with a most generous and considerate heart. After the fun games in the park, we made one more stop, to a Dollar General store so they could each pick a present from me. Guess what? Brianna chose to buy a greeting card, a helium balloon on which she could write a message, and some plastic flowers (they had no real ones); all to prepare a welcome-home present for her parents. The other children had no such thoughts.
It was a long day, especially with the celebration outing. But they finally were in bed. The youngest one in her own bed; the others doing it slumber party style, in the big bedroom, where I slept with them. Now it’s Sunday. We had a church service in the living room, with the kids directing, reading Scriptures, leading songs, and having some discussions about who was going to do what. Would they be kids if that didn’t happened? It’s just as we adults have discussions over things!
I was reminded yesterday of the theme we had in Bolivia for our publishing house, taken from the words the Apostle Paul wrote to the Thessalonians, asking them to pray for him so that the message of the Lord would spread rapidly and be honored (see 2 Thess 3:1). That is my prayer and my heart’s desire.
When Abraham reached the land God had promised him, as a thank-you offering to the Lord he built an altar. We can read about several such occasions in his life. In these 21st-century days we don’t build altars as they did in those times. But if that were our practice, today I would build an altar of thanksgiving to the Lord who so graciously has been with me every step of the way.
Celebrate with me that I had the courage and grace to venture out and obey God’s calling. Abraham left Haran at age 75, with a promise that he would be a great nation. He did not have a son! But 25 years later God gave him a son. It’s now 25 years later in my life. I’m excited about new adventures, some new mission to accomplish.
Whatever God is speaking into your life, don’t hesitate. Obey! Even if it means to leave and go, though you don’t know where you’re going. May God bless your life and help you follow his leading, every step of the way!
In a half hour more I will have accomplished another mission. The parents are coming home and I will turn over the responsibility of the children to them. If I had not answered God’s call 26 years ago, there would not be these children. Our lives would have taken a very different turn. How important to have listening ears and obeying feet!