Broken

The past few months have been some of the hardest we’ve experienced since being married. Between several deaths in Wabuku, sickness in our family, the situation with Ashlyn’s family, and being apart for a month, we feel like we’ve been on an emotional roller coaster. A rather exhausting one. We’re thankful for the ways that we’ve seen God working in our lives through each of these events. However, I can’t lie... it’s been really rough.

I’m more convinced than ever that Satan wants to take us down, and he absolutely doesn’t want the Uriay people to walk with God. He has held them in such incredible bondage and fear. Even now, many of our friends in Wabuku are moving their houses so they’re closer to the river because they fear that the spirits living in the jungle are killing them off. It’s so sad to see their fear! And Satan would love it if they stay that way.

But I’m also convinced beyond belief that God is infinitely more powerful than Satan, and His plan is perfect. I don’t see how He can work this for good. Yet He is the Master of making beauty from brokenness. Already, He has provided a house for us to stay in while we are in Georgia. He brought our little family safely together again. Our pastor connected me with an  incredible counselor who has been helping me focus on truth and wrestle through these crazy emotions. I have gotten to spend lots of time with my awesome sisters. And so many people have have been lovingly supporting and praying for us. I’m grateful!

Life is tough. God is good. We are broken. But He will heal.