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When the Massos left yesterday to go on to their next destination, there were some tears and sadness here in our home.  The kids had connected rather quickly, and really enjoyed each other.  So did the adults.  God was good, and as we spent a couple of days at Silver Bay trudging through waist-deep snow, sledding, snowshoeing, building forts, playing board games and card games, sleeping in a little, being fed and cleaned up after, we got to know each other a little better. 
One of the really cool things for me was the chance to have them speak at Compelled on Wednesday night.  This church has heard much about Sudan from us since October, but to have some people that have actually been investing their lives there was a huge thing.  And it was neat for us to have them see us in a setting that is comfortable and normal for us-to see how we work, live, and think.  When we were in Sudan we saw that for them, but so often I felt like I was navigating a maze and trying to think of every question I should ask before we left. 
We continue to pray for God's will in our lives.  To me this seems complicated - how does everything fit together?  What about the timing of things?  Does the longing of all our hearts have any real leading to what will happen?
It is a matter of trust.  Trust that God really does have a plan for our lives - as a family, and as individuals within this family.  Trust that he really loves us more than we can ever fathom, and that his plans are for our best, not matter how they seem to play out or what we think we want or deserve.  Trust that his arms are always open to me and that he calls me to rest in them and not to fret and live in anxiety. 



Thank for your prayers and love to us!

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