Susan LaffertyOur 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.
Packing up our lives every few years. Crossing oceans and borders. Figuring out friendships and fellowships and schools.
Navigating the spiritual landscapes that we land in.
How do we pray for our children in this cross-cultural life? Specifically and strategically?
Along the way I see the need for strong roots and movable tents. Stability and flexibility.
The habit takes me to the necessary. Wherever we are and whatever state of settled or unsettled we may be in.
Through the scattered parts of transition or life in general, it’s a habit that orders my day. Puts priority in its proper place.
This habit, shaped and established over the years, has shaped and established me. It is daily focused time with the Lord. A discipline that keeps me abiding in Christ through prayer and the Word.
