Why am I not going to Nairobi?
Yes, that’s right. I am not going.
In a word: Matthew.
About two weeks ago Matthew began to express deep concern about my trip to Nairobi. He had heard of the terrorist attacks on the Westgate Mall and came to me with tears in his eyes saying, “Daddy, please don’t go. I can’t lose you, too.” He was anxious and worried sick.
We talked and prayed. What was I to do?
Matthew then gathered himself together, wiped away the tears and looked straight into my eyes. He said, “Daddy. You take a few days to pray. If you can honestly tell me that Jesus is calling you to go, then I will find a way to get through it. I will trust that He will bring you home.”
How do you find God’s will? How do you make big decisions? Well, I took to praying and began to seek the counsel and advice of trusted friends and family. But I needed something definitive; a word from the Lord, if you will. One of my good friends is an African bishop. He loves Matthew and me, calling, writing emails and checking in on us... continued