Let’s get real: answering God’s call doesn’t always fit neatly into what others expect—and honestly, it doesn’t always fit into what I expect either. My life has been one big lesson in letting go of the familiar and embracing the unknown. Growing up as a missionary kid, moving was just part of life. New schools, new friends, new everything. It wasn’t always easy, but even in the struggles, God taught me to see the blessings hidden in the hard moments.
Here’s the thing: our human nature loves to lean into the negatives. We zero in on what went wrong, how hard it was, or what didn’t turn out like we hoped. But what if we flipped the narrative? What if we looked at our lives through the lens of God’s faithfulness and chose to focus on the blessings instead of the bruises? Sure, being the new kid wasn’t easy. I often felt like I didn’t fit. When my family moved back to the States, I didn’t understand Friday night football—my world was soccer, not touchdowns. While my classmates raved about fried chicken and biscuits, I dreamed of rotisserie chicken baked over orange wood with crusty French bread. Did people get me? Nope. And that’s okay. Because here’s what I’ve learned: people don’t need to understand your journey for it to be meaningful. God understands—and that’s what matters.
Fast forward to now. Edwin and I are moving. Again. (Yes, you read that right.) Two years ago, we thought we’d found our forever home—a place that felt like the culmination of so many prayers. But God had other plans. One Sunday morning, after worship, the Holy Spirit nudged me: “Get ready; you have three months.” My first thought? “Three months for what?” I didn’t know the details, but I knew God was stirring something big.
Within days, confirmation came—two separate prophetic words from people who didn’t even know each other. It became clear that God was asking us to step into something new. I’ll be honest: the idea of leaving this house broke my heart. For two years, it had been a treasure, a dream fulfilled. But God whispered, “It’s time to let it go.”
Here’s the blessing in disguise: this move isn’t taking us away from the life we’ve built here. In fact, it’s bringing us closer to the people, the church, and the community we’ve come to love more than we ever imagined. While we’re leaving our dream home, we’re stepping closer to the eternal purposes God has for us. And isn’t that what matters most?
I’ve wrestled with God about this. I’ve asked Him in the past why I can’t have the long-term stability of one home that others seem to have. His answer? “Because I am your home.” That truth humbled me. My life isn’t about building something temporary. It’s about building something eternal. And eternal things don’t always look safe or predictable—but they are always worth it.
My calling is to lead people into God’s presence—through worship, teaching, speaking, and encouraging others. That’s my "yes" to Him. And sometimes that yes means stepping into the unknown, even when it feels like leaving a piece of your heart behind. Jesus’ words resonate deeply: “Pick up your cross, leave everything behind, and follow me.” So I’m letting go, not without tears, but with faith that God’s plans are so much bigger than mine.
What about you? What yesses is God asking of you today? What eternal things is He calling you to build? We spend so much time chasing purpose, but the truth is simple: our purpose is to build God’s Kingdom and bring as many people with us as we can. That’s it. That’s the mission.
You were born for such a time as this. Let’s stop clinging to what’s temporary and start stepping into the eternal. Together, let’s build His Kingdom.