So we’ve painfully, reluctantly, slowly by slowly, made the decision to keep our second worker with us. I cannot tell you how difficult this is for my security-worshipping spirit. This whole situation reveals how strongly I value trust and safety in relationships and how unwilling I feel to love where I don’t feel safe and don’t have trust.
We want to walk beside this brother. We want to see him grow stronger. We want to see him turn to God’s power and not the power of the witch doctor. We want to see him make choices that bless himself, his family and the community. But for me, I want to see him do these things without sacrificing my own comfort or security in the process.
I thank God that He sacrifices for me. That He comes into my mess all the time. God help me to be willing and able to do that for others. And comfort my heart when doing that hurts.