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Your Nicaragua questions answered

The decision to move our family to Nicaragua was not made quickly or easily.  It was something that had been stirring in our hearts for years, but we were not aware of until more recently.  I'm not saying that we knew for a long time that we were going to be missionaries to a foreign country, not at all.  In fact, I still look at Tim sometimes (often) and say, "I can't believe we are moving to Nicaragua!"  What I am saying is that God has been preparing us with different challenges in our lives that have forced us to answer this question, "Are we doing what God has asked us to do?"  Each time we answer that question we are either brought closer to his plan for our lives or further away; it's our choice.  We believe with certainty that God has invited us to follow him to Nicaragua, and we want to answer him with a firm but humble yes.  (I blogged more specifically about this HERE.)

We are go…

In whatever state (or country)

When I was told that it wouldn't be a good idea to fill up a moving truck and drive it through Central America to our new home in Nicaragua, I realized that fifteen years of accumulating life would have to be sold or given away.  I processed this over the next few days as I walked around my house holding memories, and accepting the truth of my circumstances.  A sense of sadness lingered near the edges of my mind as I looked at the things that had brought me happiness.

Many years ago when Tim and I lived in our first house, there were numerous projects that needed attention.  Our two year old son had spilled a bottle of laundry detergent on carpet that was already in poor condition, and that blue stain taunted me day after day.  After pricing out new carpet, I realized that it was not something we could afford, and I would have to live in harmony with the ragged mess.  It became very clear to me that my contentedness was in jeopardy, and I had no way of fixing it on my own.  I knew…