The Hardest Part
/Pam and I enjoy almost everything about this crazy new chapter. We love being spiritually stretched in fresh ways. We love the adventure of living in a new country. We love the beauty that surrounds us. We love problem solving. We love seeing God work in amazing ways as ECF begins to be filled with robust spiritual life and increasing numerical growth. We love the relaxed pace of our lives. We love many, many things about this season.
But there is one thing that is hard: living at a great distance from our adult kids and nine grandkids is really, really hard. And it never gets easier.
When Pam and I were younger, we made a choice to move away from our extended family to serve Jesus in Chile. We took two small children with us. Rachel was two-years- old and Christina was less-than-a-year-old. During both of those birth experiences Pam had her mom and/or sisters nearby.
While in Chile during our first term as missionaries, we added Jennifer and Tommy to our family. For those two births, Pam only had me next to her. Her mom and sisters were thousands of miles away in the USA.
At many levels, moving away from our extended family to serve Jesus was not easy. Our kids missed countless family birthday gatherings. Pam and I missed being close to our parents and siblings. In those days, phone calls were exorbitantly expensive. As a result, we almost never spoke on the phone. Email, FaceTime and Skype did not exist. Letters took two weeks to arrive by snail mail. As a result, for a season, we actually used a ham radio to communicate “back home.”
This distance-from-family was part of the cost we paid to serve in Chile to advance the cause of Christ. However, looking back, Pam and I have no regrets. We grew. We stumbled. We poured our lives out, along with an amazing team of fellow missionaries. As a result, a beautiful national church was established that continues to thrive today.
So, we know personally what it is to pay a price in family proximity to advance God’s kingdom. We’ve done it before.
But living at a great distance from our kids and grandkids, somehow, feels harder than the sacrifice we made as a young family. Perhaps it’s because Pam and I are older and we know the years we have left on planet earth are numbered. Perhaps it’s because we see the changes and growth in our grandkids more on Facebook than in person. I’m not sure exactly why.
But it never gets easy. Distance from our family is, by far, the hardest part of the current calling God has placed on our lives to serve in Costa Rica.
So, we have made it a priority to periodically get back to the States to see our family. There is something special that happens when we are in their homes: morning coffee, evening discussions, seeing the grandkids play sports, and just hanging out. Right now Pam is in California doing just that. It is a gift that we both treasure.
“And everyone who has left houses, or brothers or sisters or father or mother or children or fields for my sake will receive a hundred times as much and will inherit eternal life.” (Matthew 19:29)
We saw this abundant return the last ten years of Pam’s parent’s lives as they relocated to Sparks to be near us and eventually moved into our home. Those many years ago when we served in Chile, we never dreamed her parents would one day live near us.
So, what are you willing to give up for Christ? Can you trust him enough to make him first, even above the people and things that you treasure the most?