Dave and I have been missionaries with
New Tribes Mission for 3 1/2 years now. We moved away from our home in Kentucky 4 years ago this coming May 1st. It seems crazy that it has been 4 years. Before we moved from Kentucky, we were raising our support for coming on board with NTM. Raising your own support for a family of 7 (or any size number, actually) is very stretching. Yet, the Lord has met us right where we are and has sustained us every step of the way.
It is funny. I have wanted to be a missionary as long as I can remember. I felt called to missions even as a girl. When I was at Grove City College, I actually was accepted to the Red Box Missions program (called this because they have a Red Box where they take collections in the chapel on campus.) I lived and worked in St. Petersburg, Russia for 2 months between my junior and senior years of college. It was a wonderful experience. I was able to work with professional Biology researchers and speak in Russian (some) - we were there to teach conversational English. We were able to share the gospel some and I was able to give one of my students a Bible in Russian. I pray that some of our work there the Lord used to bear fruit for His name.
Yet, I think I had to become a missionary to really become a missionary. Let me explain. I have never been very good at sharing the gospel. (OK, true confessions from a missionary, I know.) I was very often afraid. I didn't know what to say. So the Lord plucked our family out of our "comfort zone" there in Kentucky - with Dave having a good job, dear friends, a loving church - and moved us to the exotic location of ...FLORIDA? I know many of you are thinking, Florida is not that exotic. Really, is Florida even really a mission field?
We did not travel oversees, but I feel this time in Florida has been HUGE preparation for missions. We have dealt with cockroaches in our apartment (by the bucketful), a rat (fortunately, that was NOT by the bucketful!), and other various sundry things crawling around our floors. We have had to learn (or are learning still) what we believe, how to express it, how to learn to love when you don't always see eye to eye, how to persevere when things get hard. We have learned that missionaries struggle with the same things other Christians struggle with - depression; discouragement; striving to be like Christ, and yet knowing how short you fall. We have learned how to trust God to provide for our needs (and He has!) and learned to pray. The Lord has made us missionaries in the midst of becoming missionaries.
I wouldn't trade this time for anything in the world. All I can say is "Thank you Lord."