Missions and Corona
Huge stretch to practice being grateful. HUGE! And yet....I am.....so.....grateful. This corona virus pandemic is crazy. We have joked that we feel like its a dream we will wake up from....but every morning when I wake up it persists....and gets a bit more surreal. So I guess I own it. The boys and I had planned to go to LA for a long weekend missions trip the end of March. It was to be their first mission experience. That's been postponed of course. I was reflecting lately on the effect of a missions trip for me. Often, it is an exercise in being uncomfortable and out of my routine. Often it is a challenge to seek the Lord and His will and His plan and purpose and set aside my thoughts and plans and goals. The few missions trips I have taken all required me to find Jesus in hard things and work hard in His name. So here we are....on a mission field in our own homes, at our places of work and worship and play. Here we are. What are we to do here? Yesterday I