I started this blog about a year ago. It started as, and I hope it will continue to be, my story towards full time overseas missions. I knew it'd be a journey, that could would use the months as preparation for my time overseas. When I started writing I had 24 months until our target date. Now I have 12.5. That seems incredible.
I started this blog because I wanted to document all the things that took me from who I was then, to the person who would step foot overseas as a missionary.
But in the past 12 months I've left out a very big piece of that story. Lately I've been thinking about it, and about the fact that I haven't been writing. God uses everything. Every trial we face here prepares us for future ministry. Every struggle we have at home is magnified 100x on the field. My story, what I've shared on this blog, isn't complete.
I struggled with infertility for 15 months. I may have mentioned it briefly every now and then. Or talked about it in vague terms at other times. (I am sorry for the emails I didn't return. Sometimes I just didn't know what to say. And I'm SO thankful for all the supportive emails that I received, especially from people who didn't know what was going on, but were praying anyways.)
We're moving to Rome next year. I want this to be the whole story of how God gets me there. So, I'm going to start writing again. And I sometimes I'll write about the things God is teaching me through infertility and any progress he blesses us with. (If you're uncomfortable reading about that, I won't be writing about it all the time.)
I've missed this. I've missed you. And cute comments that make me laugh. T-minus 56 weeks.