Missionary life: Missing much, but gaining so much more.
We celebrated 29 years here in May! And while our years here have not been easy, we would tread this path all over again. For it’s been a good life in which we have seen God’s faithfulness. But missionary life is joy mixed with sorrow.
Unable to attend the funerals of Mario’s parents and my grandparents, the needed closure took much longer. And until we finally met our new grandchildren, usually when they were already 2-4 years old, our empty arms ache and have ached.
We’ve missed many milestones in our children’s and grandchildren’s lives, from graduations to first dates, as well as marriage engagements, weddings, and most special holidays and birthdays. It’s hard not being there for our loved ones. And it’s hard missing their major events.
“So What makes you stay?” you ask, and rightly so. For it must come across as complaining sometimes. But trust me, it’s not. It’s just the reality of the situation. Facts are facts, and we are but human. Not Super Saints.
We stay because this is where we need to be.
And because it’s worth it if we can touch just one life. So many faces flash before our eyes. Those whose hearts we’ve been able to encourage. And lives we’ve seen transformed by God. For them we stay, and that makes it worth it all!
And we stay because God keeps his promises.
Truly, I say to you, there is no one who has left house or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children or lands, for my sake and for the gospel, who will not receive a hundredfold now in this time, houses and brothers and sisters and mothers and children and lands, with persecutions, and in the age to come eternal life.’ — Mark 10:29-30
So though at times our hearts are heavy, ours is a tale of rejoicing! For we have a good and loving Father, who does far beyond what we could ever think or imagine!
Like the incredible story of how we came to own a summer home!
One home for folks who have never earned above the poverty level seems ludicrous…but two? Yes, for we have inherited Mario’s ancestral home — the very house he was born in! And though he owns it jointly with his 3 siblings, they’re in the USA, so we’re the only ones (for now) who use it.
Our children loved that village, which we call Beyond Forgotten, where they roamed freely and even rode on donkeys! And we visited often until my father-in-law passed away.
Then as Hubby’s older siblings could no longer visit from New York, and not wanting to the old place to decline, they asked us to keep it up. “Not everyone has a rent-free home!” they said, and even generously paid for repairs!
And we added it our list of Mark 10 blessings. Brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, and children all around the world. And now even houses and land!
So life overseas may at times seem exotic (and sometimes it is). But it’s really a lot like life anywhere, with both good and bad mixed together. What’s important is that we remember to look for the blessings of what we can learn even in the bad times.