We’ve been back in the country for two weeks now. I’ve driven all over Texas and Oklahoma (San Antonio to Ft. Worth, then Dallas, then Oklahoma City, then Dallas, then College Station, then Houston, then Boerne, then Ft. Worth – about to go to College Station, then back through Dallas on our way to Oklahoma, so we can unload some things before we come back through Ft. Worth on our way to Eldorado, then San Antonio, Ft. Worth once again, then we’re home, but only in time for me to pack before I head back to the other side of the world – summer studies at Oxford). If we’ll be anywhere near you, let us know – we’re looking forward to catching up with everyone and sharing our experiences with those interested in listening.
I’m fairly certain that we’ve fully re-entered the western world, and experienced most of the difficulties therein, but I still have yet to brave Wal-Mart, mostly due to lack of time than anything else. I’ve spent the last two weeks thinking really hard about something important I could say after reflecting more about our time in China, but only a few important thoughts come forward, and I’m saving those for later. Thus, for now, I’ll just sort of share a few random things, stream of conscious style.
I was really quite nervous about re-entry. I’ve heard the horror stories of others, and I know my own personality, that historically I’ve often excused a lack of love, kindness, and gentleness while being unnecessarily harsh as merely “prophetic.” Having experienced the things we did in Vietnam and China and having seen what poverty really looks like, I was worried that I might fly off the handle. But, after sharing these concerns with some of you, requesting your prayers, I am happy to praise God with you that He does, indeed, answer prayer. He heard our requests, and made the whole re-entry process go so much more smoothly than we anticipated.
I credit this largely to Divine providence. As only He could have seen fit, 2 days after we arrived back in the US, I was in Dallas preparing for a wedding. It was great to see friends there who understand life overseas, at least more than others completely unaware of the difficulties pioneer missionaries face living in rural, frontier areas where there is no salt or light other than ourselves. I am especially thankful that the Invisible Hand guided us so carefully during this time. The Father saw fit to use this time to work hard on my character – seeking to conform me more into the image of His Son, by His Spirit. I was, during the first week or so after returning, in a little bit of a funk, almost a depression, for no apparent reason. That is to say, I cannot identify, even after the fact, any reason that I was upset, frustrated, etc., except that I was becoming frustrated that I was depressed and couldn’t figure out why! I wanted to be by myself, take some time to read, and prolong the re-entry process. But, the all-wise God saw fit that my calendar be arranged such that I needed to be in very public situations quite regularly, which I believe was for my good, and ultimately quite beneficial in that re-entry could have taken a lot longer, and been quite a bit more difficult for us, and me in particular, were it not for the wonderful celebration of the marriage of Travis and Kristina Baucom, followed the very next week by another – my brother-in-law Andrew Anderson and his new wife Summer.
So, thanks be to God for good friends, great parties, and His great faithfulness towards His beloved.