Lately, it’s also been on my heart to pray for a break for our family- a time of refreshment and respite over their long 2-month holidays in mid June to mid August.
We dreamed at first of returning to a developed country. Then I struggled with guilt, and then the costs involved made it untenable.
So I searched for options to rest locally. It would be cheaper after all.
But this week, when someone reached out to us to offer a potential home and car for us in a quiet developed city far away for us to recuperate and be restored for a few weeks, tears just rushed out of my eyes.
Cliff said yes immediately, but I said we’d pray about it. I want to say yes, but I don’t know— with the costs of air fares and quality of life, I’m not sure if it’ll end up being more stressful than restful.
But I know God knows. I know He knows. I know that sometimes when we feel “how come my struggles are so silly and 麻烦,” He doesn’t think so.
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