It's the main question we've been getting as of lately. Everyone's been wanting to know what kind of emotions we're experiencing with Thailand only a few days away. "Are you excited? Scared? Hesitant? Ready?"
It's a seemingly simple question that comes with a layered and complex answer. Steven and I have laid in bed numerous nights trying to process our varying emotions, asking ourselves the very same question...
"how do we really feel?"
Because the reality is, there isn't just one thing we are feeling. Each night brings about a different emotion, with different epiphanies and lessons from God. And while they are some times hard to navigate, it has been a really encouraging and bonding experience for us.
And so, here's my attempt to process through all the paradoxical emotions that are going through the Sauders at this very moment--4 days from moving our lives, hearts and dreams to Thailand.
We are excited. This is mostly how we feel and our most common response to people. And it's not a fake answer or what we think we should say. We are genuinely and deeply excited. We are so ready for this. We can't wait to board that plane and step into an unknown world, only having each other, God and 4 suitcases. We love that. We love that our encounter with God will be more sweet and intimate than it ever has been before. We love that we will have to depend on God more than we ever have before. We love that we will grow and struggle in our faith more than we ever have before. We love that it will be less of us and more of God than it ever has been before. Maybe to say we are excited is an understatement. As a girl who still can't sleep on Christmas Eve because of the anticipation of Christmas morning, you can probably imagine the small amount of sleep I've gotten this past week. Even Steven is showing signs of excitement, and well, that's saying a lot.
We are thankful. Steven usually prays for us before we go to bed. The other night, instead of praying, we just started shouting out things we were thankful for.
Thanks God for our amazing families.
Thanks God for raising up people to financially support us. Thank you for their sacrifices.
Thanks God for healthy goodbyes.
Thanks God for such a straight path.
Thanks God for working out all the details.
Thanks God for all the unexpected people who have encouraged us along the way.
Thanks God for giving us each other.
Thanks God for selling our cars.
Thanks God for our friends who love us so well.
Thanks God for this opportunity.
Thanks God for being worthy of our lives.
Tears start to well up as I recount all that we are thankful for. It's such a hard thing to explain--this deep sense of gratitude we feel. So for now, just know that we are so very humbled and grateful to God and the body of Christ.
We are conflicted. This is a strange one. Sometimes I feel bad about it, but we often feel like we're living inside one big paradox. We're happy, but we're sad. We're excited, but we're nervous. We're counting it all joy, but we're counting the cost. We're prepared, but not fully. We want to sell everything, but we want to hold on to things. We enjoy this life, but there are days we hate it too. The range of emotions are sometimes overwhelming... My poor husband asks me every day, "How are you feeling?", knowing full well that I could answer with a big hug and smile or crumble into his arms with a deep sob. He never knows what he's gonna get. The biggest paradox we are facing is feeling so ready and excited, yet not wanting to say goodbye and leave. It's a big divide in our hearts. We know what awaits us in Thailand, we know this is the Lord's will, we are chomping at the bit to bring glory to God in a new place. That's exciting stuff. Yet, we love being "here". Being close to family. Having deep community with our friends. Seeing Leila grow up before our very eyes. That's hard stuff to leave behind. As Steven and I have talked about this conflicted feeling, I asked him if we were maybe getting a glimpse into how Jesus felt before coming to earth. Not to put ourselves on the same playing field as Jesus, but it gave us insight into the immense sacrifice He made for us. Leaving His heavenly home, His sweet communion with His Father, a safe and warm place. All to be made low, to be born in a manger, to be crucified, to save us all. Maybe Jesus was conflicted too. And maybe being conflicted isn't necessarily a bad thing for us to feel, but just another way to make us more like Him.
We are in awe. There is a peace we have that transcends all understanding. If you would have asked me 6 months ago how I'd be feeling a week before leaving, I would have probably used the word miserable. As much as we have wanted to do this, there was still a deep ache in my heart about leaving and I would cry any time I thought about it for too long. (Again with the whole paradox thing...) I was dreading the month of January. There would even be times of panic where I would look at Steven and say, "I don't want to go anymore. This is too crazy. I can't do this." But as we continued on, we kept praying for a deep sense of peace and JOY. I knew I wouldn't make it without God's supernatural help. I desperately needed Him to completely fill me so there would be no room left for fear. I was counting on God to somehow show up and get me on that plane. And you know what? His grace is sufficient. It's more than sufficient. It's everything. I am only able to stand here today, healthy and joyful, by the grace of God. Not by my own strength, but as a pure testament to God, who gives you the grace you need to carry out His will, however hard it may seem.
We are confident. We are no longer held captive by our fears or thinking too little of God. We have seen God at work and we move forward with a great confidence in His power and hand in all of this. I don't know how this all happened. I don't know how we raised support in 4 months. I don't know how we've been able to walk away from all that is comfortable. I don't know how we've managed to pack in only 4 suitcases. I don't know how I said goodbye to my grandparents. I don't know how all these hard things were made easy. But I do know that God was in it all. Walking by our side, holding our hands, whispering truth, gently encouraging, painfully sanctifying, constantly comforting. What sweet intimacy we have had with our God through this process. Upon reflection, Steven and I wondered if there were times in our lives that we've missed this opportunity. We questioned how many times we've let fear or disbelief stop us from doing hard things for the Kingdom, and as a result, missed times where we could have felt the deep hesed of our Father. That is why we are confident. Because we have been held by God and stand in His strength, not ours.
And there you have it. That's how the Sauder's really feel.