INTRODUCTION
It's now been 15 months since we returned from Italy, and we have been fully aware that we left at least some of you hanging, especially our beloved supporters and prayer warriors. We've been rather tight-lipped about the full impact of our 100 days there, solely because we've been trying to process and wrap our minds around what happened/didn't happen.
This is more my testimony than Randall's, because Randall's faith (and he will totally disagree with me on this) remained fairly strong throughout our time in Italy; it was me who totally fell apart. He likes to say that we came back to the U.S. scratching our heads wondering why God only had us in Italy for 100 days; maybe he was scratching his head - i was screaming at God, LIVID with Him.
I'm not pretending that i've found some revolutionary answer or secret. I'm sure there are many of you who already figured this out- been there, done that. It's revolutionary for me, and maybe my epiphany can be meaningful to someone else. I have 4 reasons for writing this testimony: 1) – to proclaim the glory of God, 2) – to more adequately explain our experience in Italy, 3) – to refute the criticism we’ve received from those who think we were out of our minds, and 4) – to encourage those of you who have been through similar trials, or are contemplating jumping out of the boat.
The italicized portions are excerpts taken directly from emails that we either sent or received during our preparation for/time in Italy. I have included photos that are hugely relevant, as well as excerpts from praise songs that were holding me together during certain times.
Enjoy!
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