Numbing grace

We have been back in Phnom Penh a couple of days short of two weeks. Time is moving quickly and there is much going on that really encourages us.

In our descent into Phnom Penh this time, I remember turning to Sue and saying 'how did we do this?' She looked back at me and understood what I was saying. How did we actually pack a couple of 20kg bags and come to this country without knowing anyone (except Patrick and Carol Kelly just a wee bit) and no where near enough resources to last here very long at all?

I've reflected on this a bit and come to the conclusion that there is an anaesthetic in grace. Like a divine denial, the sensible pangs of anxiety simply were rendered inactive. We had great encouragement from many, yet among the voices of concern ('how will you ....') we could muster no corresponding concern.

Now, 30 months later I was flying back in feeling more nervously churned up than when we first arrived. Try to make sense of that!!