Last night I went to work at the office after the girls were in bed. A friend of ours showed up to use the office computers. His survey trip to North Africa was cut short because of illness and he had to return to the states a couple of days ago. (The other two members of the survey team were able to continue and are making great progress.)

As I was listening to his stories, I had a lot of conflicting emotions. A part of me longs to be doing the things he's talking about. If I didn't know without a doubt that the Lord has called us to work in recruitment in Dallas, it would be even harder. There is such a big part of me that comes alive when I'm overseas. Try as I may to capture that part of me while I'm in the states, I just can't quite make it happen.

This is not to say that I am not happy with my life in Dallas. In fact, I've never been happier than I am now. I am just a little sad tonight that the Lord has not called us overseas . . . but then again, what kind of recruiter would I be if I didn't try to recruit myself?!?!

I feel blessed to know such great heroes of the faith that in so many ways lay down their lives to make the Gospel known. I am so proud of them that I get choked up thinking about it. What a joy to have a hand in this work and to work with such amazing people.

May God take each of our gifts and use them for His glory and for His Name's sake.