Anyone ever go skydiving before? No? Me neither but I have a pretty good imagination. What I picture as a feeling is the moment you let go of the plane and start to free fall. Those moments before the chute opens must be terrifyingly exhilarating. And that’s where I am right now.
Karina, Muffin ( the rag doll kitty cat), and I are waiting for our flight to Costa Rica. Behind us are the security gates which state, “wrong way/ do not enter”, which implies that going forward and through with this wild plan of leaving California is the only way to go.
And so here we are, having taken an early retirement, sold or given away most of our possessions, and cast off the comforts of these United States of America. We have a plan, and a community of friends awaiting our arrival, which is of great comfort. But most of all we have a faithful God who sees and directs these baby steps of ours.
What an overwhelming peace falls over me as I let go of this life and hang in the balance of the next to know and believe in my heart that He looks over me with love and delight.
As Karina and I jump into the open air of faith to serve those to whom we’ve been called, we know beyond the shadow of a doubt that we are where God wants us to be. That is a great comfort and a reason for joy and praise.
We do very much covet your prayers for us and depend on them like never before, your prayers in truth are the RipCord of our faith, so go ahead and pull the cord, and we’ll see you safe and sound on the ground soon enough.
With love and gratitude