“Little hands, shoeless feet, lonely eyes looking back at me”, Audio Adreniline’s song played while my heart ached to hold and pray with the precious children on the screen. It was Mission’s Week at our school and my heart beat with compassion like I’d never known before. I longed to make the trek to Ethiopia on the annual mission trip our school had begun taking during spring break.
However, health issues, financial constraints, fear and anxiety kept me from even pursing the possibility. Until 3 years ago.
Until the last chapel of Missions Week when the song pierced my soul and the Lord spoke to my spirit. Until those eyes drew me closer, and I caught a glimpse into their soul.
I found myself teary eyed as I shared with my husband Tom, all that the Lord had done during Missions Week in my students, and in me.
Prior to Missions Week I had been discussing with Tom the possibility of joining our church on a trip to the Holy Land. We were at the 30 year mark in our marriage and I thought it would be the perfect trip to commemorate this milestone. My husband didn’t share my enthusiasm. Firmly believing that God works in unity, not division, I began to pray.
“Lord change my husband’s heart regarding this trip to Israel, or change my desire to go.”
I received an answer to that prayer as I sat in chapel that day. My spirit so strongly desired to go to Ethiopia that I no longer wanted to go to Israel.
When I shared my experience from chapel, my husband looked at me in earnest and said “I think you should go.”
I was so grateful that my husband sensed the Lord’s calling for me. I am forever changed. I have glimpsed God’s glory in remarkable ways that I will share in upcoming posts. And I’m excited to say that after 3 years, I’m going back! Seventeen days and counting! Join me as I share my experiences and if you’d like to pray for our team click here for our prayer requests.
©Cindy Richardson March 2016