Part II: Vision Trip

 

It happened something like this: Matthew and I were in the car a couple of months ago and completely out of the blue he says “Hey I have an idea…” and immediately out of my mouth comes, “…lets go to Japan this summer”, and he just looks at me and says, “yeah that’s what I was going to say actually.” It was definitely one of those moments I’ll hold on to, remember that shift in time when things were set back in motion. We hadn’t talked seriously about going to Japan for quite some time. We’d been settling into our new church and spending most of August and September celebrating birthdays, new babies, and weddings. But suddenly, there it was, tangible, real, and exactly what I didn’t expect.

Since that conversation in the car things have slowly started to come together. Suddenly we have dates and locations and an itinerary all beginning to form! We’re both filled with such excitement that this is finally happening!

This Vision Trip will be a time for Matt and I to travel to the place we’ve been longing for and praying about for the past 3 years! The week we plan to spend in Japan this Spring (as it turns out), will be a time of prayer, discovery, and direction. We can’t wait to be among the Japanese people, see their culture firsthand, and find out how God intends to incorporate our story with theirs.

Our plans are currently somewhat vague as I’m still working on the itinerary and budget for fundraising for the trip. But we will post an update soon and ask that you praise God that we are FINALLY putting this plan into motion and ask for His guidance in every aspect of it.    -K

 

 

Part I & a Half : Keep Trusting…

Part I & a Half: (Keep Trusting…)

Lesson learned, and relearned…and then again once more just to be sure. And yet, I still forget. I need a pile of rocks to raise up this monument of trust to remind myself. I think the people of the Old Testament were on to something there. But in all honesty, trusting God with not going to Japan has been harder than I expected. I’m a planner, spontaneous, and forgetful… somehow all at the same time. So my natural urge is to plan every single detail, to research Japan to no end, and leave absolutely no stone unturned. I also impulsively want to go- right this moment. Give me about a week to plan, pack and say my farewells, and I am on that plane. Yet in all that rushing and extensive planning, I would have forgotten about thirty-five basic needs because of my near reckless spontaneous haste.

In reality, we came to find out that evidently it’s just not done that way. (Not surprising, but surprisingly still a letdown).

So we went back to school to go with a wonderful, wonderful organization to do missions in Japan. Unfortunately, the cost was eyebrow-raisingly high to say the least. (And that was before Archer was a factor, an adorable little blue-eyed factor).

By now we’re on Plan C, which is somehow owning a home 7,300 miles away from our intended destination.

My impulsiveness is y.e.a.r.n.i.n.g. to be in Japan now, among the people I’ve truly begun to love. My tendency to plan is wanting time-frames and plane tickets and suitcases to be packed. Forgetting, as I do, that I am not the one in charge here. And sometimes I wonder, if that is why we don’t have a date, even the rough-draft of a date for departure. I don’t even have a destination in the country itself. But in that, I am forced to trust in God. To lean on Him and give it back to Him. Because if I had known ahead of time, if everything would have gone as planned…. I would have missed out on this lesson.

I would have, through ample planning I assure you, been convinced that I was following God, and yet left no room for Him to actually work in.

Stay tuned for the actual Part II…

-K

2 years later… (Part I: Just Trust)

It’s been nearly 2 years since our last post, well… our only post. I’m not sure where to begin other than an overview. Which I’ve divided into three parts. Originally when we felt God tugging us to Japan, we grabbed on and envisioned near immediate departure. Our lease ended on our first apartment and we moved in with family to save money and be able to leave “at a moment’s notice” for Japan. What really happened is we ended up buying our first home in Florida (that’s Japanese for… not Japan) and having a son! His name is Archer and I think he’s just about the cutest little 8 month old there is. So, now we’re home owners and parents. I know, I know, it sounds contradictory to our original plan…

Well… that’s because it is.

Good thing we’re flexible. Rephrase: good thing Matt is flexible. I on the other hand have had quite the internal battle over this whole not-being-in-Japan-right-this-very-second thing. Which is somewhat amusing because I was the one who was endlessly rebellious about going and now I’m incessantly questioning why we’re still here (more on this in Part II). I think of Abraham and marvel at his trust in God’s timing and direction without any semblance of a plan. My husband, Matthew, seems to have a similar knack for trusting God. If I let it, my pride can turn green with envy at his ability to just trust. Just trust. But my heart is ever so grateful for his steady faith as we build our little family, remembering God’s promises, and leaning on the fact that we know He is good.   -K

Really, Japan??

I admit, I’ve basically ignored the Eastern part of the world. I’ve always been very much into Europe, Africa and South America- but as for the rest of the world…. It was just too different for me- I couldn’t relate. So when, 5 months into our marriage, Matt tells me he thinks God is calling us to Japan, my jaw was in our downstairs neighbor’s apartment. Japan? I’m sorry, what?? I “prayed” for a month- which consisted of me telling God all the reasons why we’re not called to Japan. I was in the middle of ranting to one of my closest friends about how we absolutely need to stay in America, because we’re living in such a materialistic world, and I feel like Americans are forgetting their need for God. It hit me big- right there at the intersection of Cortez and 41- as I ranted on the phone. It was almost as if God audibly spoke saying- open your heart Kristen- Doesn’t Japan need the same thing? I felt God gently telling me, enough-child, are you going to go where I send you or shall I send someone else? That’s when I knew. Matt was right. The last place I’ve ever wanted to go- just became top priority.   -K