The simplest ideas are often the most profound.

    When life was just Adam and I we wouldn't think twice about doing something that others considered crazy.  On two separate occasions we moved across the country without a job or place to live awaiting our arrival.  For us it was no big deal to just get in the car and go, trusting that God would take care of the details.  For what it's worth we fared quite well.  However now that there are two tiny humans depending on us for all manner of life, we had until recently, suffered from a major mental block.  Trusting in God's provision.  How could it be that we went from hoping in a car with the mindset of, "no worries, God's got us, " to nearly walking away from the biggest adventure we could ever hope for?  The answer, Remy and Micah.  It's just that simple, we're parents.  As any parent knows your kids are your priority and you want to give them the world.  All of these what ifs started creeping in.  The worst one of all: what if we're poor.  Lets be honest, missionaries don't exactly have IRAs, 401Ks and stock options.  Lets be even more honest, this little bubble we currently live in across the street from Grandma and Grandpa is pretty nice.  I love my little art studio on the porch and my ceramics proudly displayed safely out of Remy's reach.

     We had a decision to make, either be paralyzed by the fear of 'what if' or trust God.  After all if we want our kids to become extraordinary people then we need to live an extraordinary life.  I want our kids to learn how to flamenco dance in Spain and cook amazing meals in Italy and trek through the Himalayas.  Daydreams aside, when it comes to the very heart of us, what we really want for our kids is to see the reality of God on a daily basis.  Adam and I know God as our provider because we've been in situations where we have desperately needed His provision.  We have never gone hungry and we have always had a roof over our head.  We have never gone without and in fact we've always been given our hearts desire.  Fear is not an option for our family, our God has proven Himself faithful!

     Two weeks ago provision had really been on minds.  That's when we meet Brother Greg.  Yes, that's seriously how he introduced himself.  He struck up a conversation with us and was asking about our plans for the future.  We obliged him with little snippets but nothing too deep.  In mid conversation he stops us and says,

                             "You know how a kingdom works, right? When a king sends an ambassador to another nation He pays his way. The king covers all the costs and supplies the ambassador with everything he needs."

So simple and so profound!  As soon as he said it, it was like 'of course that's how it works, why have I never fully grasped that before?'  Then he gave us five dollars as a sign of God's provision and said not to spend it.  Good ol' Abe currently makes his home on our fridge atop a list of things we're trusting God for.  It's our reminder to keep trusting even when doubt tries to set in.  I don't know if we'll ever see Brother Greg again, a stranger full of encouragement, but his words helped to change our perception and that 'what if' about being poor is no longer something to be feared.  For that we are grateful.