I sometimes ponder what impact I'd have if I gave everything up to move to a 3rd world country. It sounds drastic, but I wonder what I could I do that is of great significance to benefit the lives of others.
I read stories of brave men and women who sense their calling and give it a go.
They don't look back, but rather they keep their eyes fixed on the work set before them.
And in those moments, I stare at the pile of laundry on my bed and the day old socks on the stairs that tell me that Luke forgot to put his socks in his hamper...again. In those moments, my life seems insignificant compared to what many others are doing to bring love and hope to those who have lost all sense of love and hope.
However, God frequently reminds me that in His eyes, it is not the distance traveled or the boldest moves that He measures, but rather it is the distance our hearts are willing to go.
So when our youth pastor and his wife shared with the church that their soon to be born son will be born with a severe heart defect, which will require immediate surgery after birth, my heart knew it was time to pack its bags and take action.
Since she is traveling to San Diego twice a week, I brought her a couple of meals so she won't need to cook on those days this week. I am not a chef, but the help of a Pinterest recipe and my favorite turkey chili recipe, my heart traveled far. Cooking for others is way out of my comfort zone, but leaving our comfort zone to provide comfort of the heart for others is far more important.
Their son will need multiple surgeries. Even with the surgeries, his prognosis is not what any parent would want to hear. You can follow their story here.
Please keep them in your thoughts and prayers.