Remembering why it's worth it...

Thursday morning I left home for 10 days for the Road to Recovery Tour with Leah Martensen, leaving behind my husband and my 3-month-old baby for the first extended trip since my son was born. Oh my gosh, was that hard! I worried and fretted about it for weeks beforehand, wondering how I was gonna do being away from my sweet little baby boy for so long. I knew my husband would do great, and that my mom would be able to help out too, but I just didn't know how *I* would do with it. I wondered if maybe it was time to quit doing this and just stay home. But I prayed and prayed about it, and I just felt like the Lord was saying, "You still need to go and do this."

So I got on a plane, I flew to Detroit to meet up with Leah, then we drove to Missouri where we had our first gig last night at the recovery group at the Solid Rock Family Church in Jefferson City, MO. And as I stood on the stage and delivered our songs and delivered my testimony, and saw people moved to tears in places, and jumping to their feet with applause, and shouting "Hallelujah!" and "Amen!", and as I heard their stories afterward about how the Lord had touched them, I remembered why it's worth it. It's worth it to leave home, even when it hurts, to follow the path the Lord has for me, to answer the call, because my "light and momentary suffering" can make an eternal difference in someone else's life. So thank you, Solid Rock, for reminding me of that! And thank You, Lord, that You have a way of always proving my fears and worries unfounded--it all works out when I just trust in You.
"I tell you the truth," Jesus said to them, "no one who has left home or wife or brothers or parents or children for the sake of the kingdom of God will fail to receive many times as much in this age and, in the age to come, eternal life." (Luke 18:29-30)