There is a joy in the journey; There’s a light we can love on the way.
There is a wonder and wildness to life, And freedom for those who obey.
(Michael Card, “Joy in the Journey”)

We believe there is wisdom in waiting until a story is done before telling it; too often the details make no sense until we know the ending. But sometimes we learn from the details, too. After all, our entire lives here on Earth are only a few details of the whole Story from eternity past to eternity future.

Our friends faced a choice: stay in their current jobs, feeling lifeless and trapped, facing separation during deployments, lacking satisfactory options for kids’ schooling, and financially struggling – or leave everything for the great unknown. I have to admit praying for the latter: it seemed to me that God wanted them elsewhere – free from those commitments, free to follow Him.

Many months and prayers later, I was ecstatic to hear the anticipation in my friend’s voice as she drove from South Carolina to her native southeastern Canada to in preparation for her family to follow shortly thereafter. Her voice sparkled with joy, laughter, and for the first time since I’d known her, hope…even though, as she put it, they were “way out of the boat” (and walking on water with only God upholding them).

I’m looking forward to hearing the rest of the story someday. But in the meantime, I’m reminded that even in the journey, there is great joy – and freedom for those who obey God’s leading. In the meantime, our friend posts her updates on her blog.

In answer to your prayers last month, God motivated us to finish organizing and packing at the perfect time, while enjoying a bit of rock climbing (on the storage shelves, see below) and humor (entertaining Zoe and keeping her safe). We couldn’t have done it without you & Him. And resting on the assurance of your partnership and His response, we have ventured overseas to language school for the next 10 months, praying for seamless logistics and easy adjustment to all that is new.

Looking out my window down the Isere River valley