My desire to go to France has never dwindled. I felt as though I was marking time, just treading water. I was very busy at work. My job was very demanding and I worked long hours with lots of stress. It was all emcompassing. When I would think of France I was always challenged by the question of how to move forward. How does one transition from working and paying rent and bills to going on the field? How much would it cost to live in France? What about Visas?
I had decided that for the time being work was where the Lord had me. I decided to try to be used by the Lord wherever He had me. I decided to take each day as it came at work and try to be a witness for Him there. I sometimes did well but sometimes allowed work to overwhelm me and failed miserably. But I learned a lot.
I have learned in my walk with the Lord through the years that He is seldom in a hurry. He does have a plan and sometimes that plan includes waiting. It seemed to me at that time that it was a season to wait even though France was always in the forefront of my thoughts.
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