Trust Me

Abraham's story of faith in the book of Genesis is one that has been fascinating for me. I recently read through it again and one things surprised me. Although Abraham was highly regarded as a bastion of obedience to God, there were times when he was guarded when it came to trusting that God was going to take care of him.

When Abraham entered into Egypt, he pretended that his wife was his sister. He was scared that someone would steal his wife, all his possessions, and even kill him. God promised Abraham that he would be a father of many nations, but he and Sarah both got anxious and tried to rush it by allowing Abraham to father a child with her servant.

It was reluctant obedience at times. It was a faith that sometimes took matters into his own hands. And although that is sin, that is the boat I find myself in most of the time. I believe what God says in theory, but in practice I'm too guarded to let him really take control.

When Anna and I finally just said to each other, "That's it, we're going to Ghana," it was like lighting a match in the middle of a dry forest. Before we knew it, momentum started building, and now we find ourselves five days from getting on a plane headed for the other side of the world.

God's message to us has always been just to trust him. I cannot tell you how glad I am that we did. Thank you all so much for helping make this possible. Thanks for your prayers. Thanks for your love.