“Can I still go to China?” my son asked. I debated on what to reply. My husband David and youngest son Jeremiah had been planning on a mission trip to China for many months. Then the ski accident occurred. My husband had severely fractured his pelvis requiring extensive surgery and a long recovery. He also had developed complications that rendered extreme nerve damage to his arm. Due to his injuries, he was unable to return to work for months. Our finances were already stretched thin.
I gave the pat answer, “We’ll see.” I knew that Jeremiah still felt led by God to go on the trip, but I didn’t see how it could possibly work.
Due to my son’s request, I continued to pray about whether he should go, even though in my own mind I already had made that decision.
One morning as I dutifully prayed about it, I sensed God asking me, “Can’t you trust me to take care of Jeremiah in China?”
“Yes, Lord,” I replied. So began my step of faith of letting go.
Within months, the necessary paperwork was completed. God provided all of the expenses that were needed for Jeremiah’s trip as well as extra spending money. I had some trepidation, as I watched my fifteen year old leave to fly by himself to Los Angeles, to meet the rest of the team. But I still sensed God’s peace that this was the right thing to do.
God used this trip to change my heart and my son’s, to be more like His.