Mission Accomplished

It is hard to watch someone you love move to the other side of the world, especially when that someone is your beloved daughter. It is something that most every parent of those on international missions assignments, international students, etc., feel.

Paris is a long way away and presents communications problems because of the 6 hour time difference. In the evenings when Joyce and I are home and would like to communicate, Kelly is in bed. In our mornings she is in the throes of the intensity of an afternoon work schedule.

Letting go is always hard, but rather than be sad and weep over the sense of loss, we, rather, rejoice in the goodness of God. We are thankful for our daughters and we are always proud when they yield in obedience to God's call upon their lives--even when it involves a move to the other side of the world. I've got to say I would have preferred her mission having been on the other side of our city than the other side of the world, but that's not my decision.

We always prayed that our kids would love God and serve him with all of their hearts. Now, with Kelly moving to Paris to do just that, I've got to say -- mission accomplished!

God's ways are higher and better than our ways. We can never go wrong living our lives for God and others. We have to keep an eternal perspective.