Susan LaffertyPeople look at where you’ve been. Or where you’re headed. Noticing which trials have whipped or trudged through your life.
And then decide you’ve got unusual fortitude. Courage. Perseverance to endure.
“You’re so brave. I could never do that.”
I’m not so brave.
Maps torn at the creases. Unfolded and refolded over the years. Attempts to plot journeys.
Travels over land. Across the sea.
The flat paper world of continents and countries. Oceans and rivers. Cities. Mountains. Plains. Deserts.
Light-weight and world-at-a-glance.
Foldable. Disposable.
Unlike real-life-living in the marks on the map.
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.
