In just a couple of days we will be leaving for South Africa...WOW!!
And as we come to an end of a season I try my best to reflect upon the journey that brought us here.  A journey sown in tears, covered in prayer, revealed with passion and marked with purpose. I reflect on our time spent as a team preparing and desperately seeking our God for direction...He did not dissapoint! He's proven over and over again his goodness and faithfulness to us...and I cant help but shout "Who is there like YOU, o Lord?!"
Our faithful father has been surprising as he has been good. He gave us a patched up family made out of misunderstood misfits and imperfect people who loved us well and accepted us graciously...what is brotherly love if not THIS!  So, here we are leaving this place which became both a haven of hope and a source of brokenness before our God into an adventure that only He could orchistrate and we pray, desperately once again, that He would lead us.  And though we''ve been called brave, strong and willing...God only knows how scared we've been. Scared of the unknown, of the seeming lack of resources and of dissapointing him.  Frail instead of strong and at times reluctant  instead of willing. But it is in His strength we find joy and in His presence where we find peace...And we pray that we will find courage to sustain us, faith to uphold  us and a willing heart to love and to follow...For HIS Glory, and HIS Glory alone!!
 
Peripety.
You have to love the word....say it again....peripety. Today I learned about peripety...I love saying it!
I also love good biblestudy and Beth Moore does good biblestudy...I'm telling  you if you have not done one...find a group and do it! Life ultering stuff. Beth taught on this little word today and the result was everything but little - it caused a complete paradigm shift in me. Let me explain....
Peripety is the sudden turn of events that reverses the  expected or intended outcome in a story.

I love stories. I love  a good plot. I root for the underdog and I love a great ending.  I have a story for you...
A little girl standing outside her Dedda's house on the other side of a tin fence. Looking over the mountain range in front of her and thinking..."What is behind that big mountain?"  She smiles and closes her eyes as she breathes in the fresh, clean air from the ocean.  She dreams she can fly with the pigeons who just came home from a long  afternoon flight...."They can fly, but they always come home...how odd" she thought.  She was happy, but not content.  She still needed to know what was behind that mountain. And vowed one day to find out. Then one afternoon her cousin came to invite her to join their family on a trip....they were going over the mountain. At 9  years old...this is a huge endevour. She will finally get her answers....and so she did. As they drove over the mountain pass, her eyes widened with expectation and her heart pounded with fear and excitement. What a sight...the ocean on one side and a mountain on the other...a new adventure.
Orchards? that's what's on the other side of the mountain?! Orchards? Well. This is certainly not better than the ocean.  Upon her return she threw her arms around  her Dedda and told him about the many apple trees she saw, but that she liked the smell of the ocean much better. He smiled and said, "No matter where you go from now on...the smell of the ocean will always bring you home" That was my Dedda.

Simple story, huh? Well, will it make it more intriguing to know that that was me?!
A little peripety if you may... a sudden turn of events which changes the outcome of the story. I have many more of those!!! Like the time when I was suppose to hang out with some friends and instead they took me to some penticostal prayer meeting and whap! I got saved. Or the time when I stuck it out with my YFC team instead of going home after a tough time on training...whap! I got snatched up by a ministry team through whom I eventually met my husband!  Yeah...I got some peripety for ya!!  Jesus is the hinge on the turning plate of peripety. He will take what is expected - your downfall, your failure, your challenge, your sin - and cause a turn  which will change your entire destiny. And all we can say is "That was God".

Today I am sitting, waiting, expecting a quick turn of events for I know my God is faithful. I also know my God is wise and his timing is perfect. And though I am praying "Lord turn this thing around and make it possible for us to do what we've been called to do" - I still feel a sense of anxiousness just like that little girl going over that mountain. But I know no matter where I go that I will find my way home - home to the shelter of the Most High God...my heavenly Dedda. And every peripety that follows from this point on ward will have a clear and load african "THAT WAS GOD!"