A Time to Transition

So, in case you missed it, last Sunday night I posted this on FaceBook :

"On Thursday of this week, our family will be returning home to KY. We feel that God has told us that it is time for us to return to be with our families and our daughter, Lesley. Sometimes family is the most important ministry, and we feel that's true for us at this point in time.

God has given us great peace, but we know that the next few days will be difficult as we say goodbye to so many dear people that we have grown to love. Cazale will always be our second home, and we feel that God will bring us back here again someday. We just don't know when. But God does, and we trust Him with the plans He has for us.

But no worries, I already have enough stories to make rambling fb updates for a lifetime.

Thanks for loving us and encouraging us so much through these past 16 months as we've been on this incredible adventure. What's next? Who knows?! But we're game for anything. Bring it on."

We wrapped things up, then we said our good-byes.  We laughed, we cried.  We counted our many, many blessings.  It was a beautiful, heart-wrenching few days.  

This Sunday night we are tucked away here at our home in Kentucky.  The past few days we have eaten pizza and ice cream, gone on a hayride at a pumpkin patch, spent time catching up with family, and enjoyed hot showers.  Brianna drank straight from the kitchen sink faucet, "because I can!"  On a late-night run to Walmart, I forgot which buttons did what on the steering wheel of my car; so I accidentally turned on the cruise control instead of changing the radio station...as I approached a stop light.  You know.  Stuff like that.  

Transitions.

The confused looks we get from strangers near us as we have a quick chat on the phone in Haitian Creole with a friend calling from Cazale.

The inside jokes we share that NO ONE here will understand.

The stories we have trouble telling to our friends and family...because how can you ever thoroughly verbalize some of this stuff?!

So, yeah..... we are certainly now in a time of transition.  We are tired, but we are content.  God has given us great peace (once again) to reaffirm that we are on the path He has laid out for us.  The soothing of our hearts can only be from Him.  Last Thursday as we drove out of Cazale, my heart felt like it was being ripped to shreds.  It literally hurt.  It was a deep hurt that I had never felt; a grief similar to the pain of a loved one's death.  

What does the future hold for us?  We have absolutely NO IDEA.  But as we've done for the past 16 months, we will continue to take life one day at a time.  We will be listening for direction and open to God's prompting.  Our answer has been and remains to be "Yes"  to whatever He asks of us, whatever it might be.

            
We know that Haiti is now knit in the very core of us.  We will not forget or forsake her and her precious people.  It seems logical that God will continue to use us there in the future, in some way or another.  When we have direction and the time is right, we will joyfully get back to work, sharing His love.

For now, we will rest in Him....in our Ol' Kentucky home.  
Mesi, Jezi.