We have chosen a profession that requires we practice faith. Faith that Jesus can reach all men. Faith that God will encounter our students in a way that will change them forever. Faith that God will protect our teams on the ground. Faith that God will accomplish the work of the Kingdom He has for us. Faith that we will have all the finances we need to live, and be able to be effective in a real way. And now, faith that God will provide for our growing family everything we need.
For those of you who have been following us, you will remember that on our honeymoon, we found out that Drew's genetics had left us with $15,000 of big dental work that all five dentists we saw said was incredibly urgent and absolutely needed to happen, well....absolutely yesterday.
That was alot for a couple of young newlyweds - without dental insurance or lots of money in the bank - to grasp. We put off making a decision about it for a while, got pregnant with Finn, were about ready to have Finn, and finally decided we needed to move out of the "fear zone" into the "faith zone."
For those of you familiar with this "zoning of life," you know the "faith zone" doesn't mean you feel full of faith. It just means taking the next obedient step in a direction that is often intimidating and sometimes downright scary. Faith is courage in action, choosing to believe God really does have your back. Or so I'm told.
SO we get the gusto to go to the dentist. Funny how when you leave the "fear zone" and step into the domain of faith, there are others waiting for you. Enter, Dr. Wiz. (Yes, really.) Dr. Wiz introduced himself wearing an aloha shirt, spectacles with a few magnifying powers perched on top of his head, fresh off a plane from Maui. After checking out the x-rays, he decided Drew's mouth may just heal itself if we just put a couple thousand dollars of minor work into it. So, they gave us donuts (Best Dentist Ever award), we mustered up just enough courage and obedience to have the procedure, and the Doc said, "Seeya in 6 months to check it out!"
Committing Drew's mouth to the Lord, asking for God to heal it, and hoping for the best, we meagerly went on our way. "Okay God, we were obedient...help our unbelief!" We didn't spend the next six months in constant prayer and meditation asking Holy Spirit for all these spiritual healing things all the time. Neither did we feel super steadfast and strong either. We did not feel like the Psalm 1 spiritual trees rooted by the poetic streams of living water. We moved into our house, prepared for a baby, trained our staff, had a baby, started running our missions school, and all the sudden we were 6 months in and had an outstanding appointment to see Dr. Wiz.
Yesterday, we got to go see Dr. Wiz. He and Kaipo (she's basically our favorite dental assistant in the entire world) took X-rays, and we waited. With excitement, expectation, and nerves....lots of nerves. Leaning into Jesus in an "Okay, we do trust you" way, while simultaneously whispering "Help our unbelief."
Enter: Dr. Wiz, this time in his Christmas aloha shirt, and us with a baby not in utero. Nonchalantly, as he finishes a bite of fruit, he says,
"The only real problem I could see is with this one tooth, but it all looks pretty good! It probably could even keep healing itself."
Drew sat silent, trying to adjust to what he was hearing, while I'm freaking out inside, goin, "OH YEAAAAH Dr. Wiz. YEAHHH it can heal itself! God already started it, of COURSE He's gonna continue the good work!"
This is one of those signpost moments for our family. It's like in the Old Testament, when God tells Israel to put up altars after a big event to remember for generations what the Lord has done. Well here is my acknowledgment. And a little testimony for you of meager action in obedience.
I'm told Faith is courage in action. For us, it looked more like struggling obedience with the help of the Lord. But there's power in moving from the "Fear zone" to the "Faith Zone," where all things are possible! And I want to live and revel in that place of victory.
Until next time,