Transition has a notorious reputation.
Stress, farewells and the great unknown are what she’s known for.
Having moved 4 times in 4 years of marriage, however, we are learning, that through the lens of thanksgiving and gratitude, Transition can be a beautiful arc of change drawing hearts deeper into a greater measure of dependence, faith and trust in God’s ways.
Friends have been understandably worried for us- what with a sudden job transition, moving homes and continents in our third trimester of pregnancy, working full-time almost to the last day of our transit, adjusting to parenthood in what looks to be an unforgiving winter and moving into at least 3 homes in 2 years across two continents abroad.
Nonetheless, we are learning, that while uncertainty opens doors to anxiety, worry and fear, it also provides perfect opportunities for a rainbow bridge of faith, hope and trust to bridge the chasms of need.
Transition can open pathways for us to walk towards a loving Father who has never failed and will never fail us.
We are grateful for the numerous miracles which have happened, over the arc of God’s rainbow of promises:
Where we were short, anonymous blessings came in; where we were told us it would be impossible, doors were flung wide open through breakthroughs in favour with government and healthcare authorities; where it should have been nervewracking to undergo back-to-back transitions in compressed time, God proved Himself faithful by giving His supernatural peace and favour through it all.
I am learning, that there is always a grain of truth in our own wisdom, which often provides realistic expectations for coping through tough times.
Our reality dictates: It will be hard, you might have a meltdown, but you’ll survive.
But there is a divine grace which surpasses what our human minds expect or conceive, when God’s reality for our lives supersedes what our own reality does.
God’s reality dictates: I will overcome odds that no man can, I have gone before you, My yoke is light when you obey Me.
Moving and saying goodbye when we are 8 months pregnant should be hard. Living without knowing what our next season of multiple transitions will look like should be hard. Healthcare, housing, re-budgeting, restarting, parenting, planning should all be hard when they all come at once.
But obedience and trust in a loving Father changes the above with transformative power. What is onerous becomes easy and joyful when we travel light in His will. He goes before us, where no man can.
We are so grateful for yr love and encouragement as we transit into a new adventure of faith, in parenthood and further studies,
as we pray about and prepare ourselves
for the next season of service on the mission field as a family.
We will miss the warmth (literally!) of our friends and family here in Singapore, but also look forward to our community in wintry Canada/the States.
Our 4 suitcases are ready to go.
Baby Tam is ready for its 7th country in its 3rd trimester.
Farewell and hello, depending on where you are!
God has been so good, and He always will be.
