Susan LaffertyShoeless. Face to the ground. On the plains of Jericho.
This. After Joshua stares at the man standing there with sword drawn. Equipped for battle.
This. After he asks the critical question: “Are you for us or for our enemies?” (Joshua 5:13ff)
Whose side are you on? Can I trust you? Should I fight against you?
Our firstborn was 14 weeks old when we moved overseas. En route to Pakistan.
The week before we left America, I held her close and wept. Quietly. With the door shut. In the bedroom at my in-laws’ home.
I asked the Lord, “What are we doing to our little girl?”
The weight of leaving what we knew and going to the unknown hit me hard that day as I rocked Becca in my arms.
But we finished packing our trunks and suitcases. Then boarded the Thai Airways flight across the ocean.
