Read Hebrew 13:13-14.
Life as a missionary is not as glamorous as it may seem. We are often categorized as the lucky believers who get to travel the world for the sake of the gospel, but traveling also means there’s a constant stream of hard goodbyes.
I’m always migrating from city to city, leaving pieces of my heart with people I’ve come to love. As I prepare for yet another move to a new city, I’m reminded that I don’t have an enduring residency on this earth. The changing nature of missions is hard on my spirit, but in moments of despair I’m reminded to fix my eyes on the coming city where I’ll be reunited with all those who’ve trusted in Jesus that I’ve loved along my missionary journey.
I’m comforted in the endless transitions, knowing that I have a Savior who understands what it is like to leave the comforts of home to travel to new places to proclaim God’s goodness and grace.
Lord, thank You for leaving the comforts of Your heavenly home to seek and save the lost. When we’re reluctant in seasons of change, remind us that we’re on a journey to our eternal home with you. Amen.
-written by a missionary to the Middle East