Friday, July 24, 2015

I didn't want to go.

That's my confession. When we were first asked if we were willing to come to Bangkok, Thailand my gut reaction was NO WAY. In my mind Bangkok was a dirty, scary place in documentaries about trafficking and movies about idiots doing stupid stuff during bachelor parties. 

I am sorry to say I knew nothing else about it. I didn't know about the schools or the neighborhood or anything good. I didn't have any clue about the amazing culture or precious people or amazing sights. I knew it was across the world. I knew almost only bad things about it to be honest. I was scared. I was so happy where we were. I wanted to just say no... Really badly... But I knew that would be wrong. 

Anytime I feel fear like that.. The paralyzing run away kind that makes me want to plug my ears and sing loudly I know I need to stop, drop and pray. And I did. And Russ did. And I told Russ... Just find out if it's safe. And we read about it and asked people about it and watched documentaries about it and we found out it was safe for our family and that apparently people loved it. That's what we knew. 


We didn't know where we'd live. We didn't know how we'd educate the kids. We had never visited. We didn't know what they ate. We didn't know how to say even one word. Nothing. 

It wasn't until about 6 wks before move that we even knew anything at all. It wasn't until we lived here that we knew most of it. 

The fear was tempting for me on this one. I wanted to run... Badly. I had every reason to run. It was scary. 

I chose love and power and a sound mind this time. I pray I always will. I'm learning that so much of having faith is tied up in having love. I'm learning that everything is about having love. 

I guess what I'm saying is I look around me and know that I could have missed all this. Yes, I would have missed out on the stress and could have avoided the fear.. but I also would have missed the absolutely amazing moments and the growing and miracles happening around me every moment. Miracles don't come easy. They are most often stretching and painful. 

I guess what I'm getting at is this... If something terrifying comes to you and you want to run... Don't. Use love and power and a sound mind. If you walk away in that way then good for you. I just hope you won't run. Cause when we are afraid it can make us run from the best thing that could ever happen to us. 

And every time you see my pictures of this amazing place know that I'm imperfect. That I could have missed it. Know that it's sometimes overwhelming. That I cry and miss people I love and Trader Joe's and easy but that I'm so crazy grateful I chose love. 

Not running. 

Love always, 

ps The quote photo in this post is from one of my favorite books in the history of ever.. "Keep Your Love On." It's like how to be successful and awesome at relationships in a nutshell. I hope and pray the whole world reads it and lives and loves by it. :) 

Sunday, July 05, 2015

Next chapter

It would be easy to say our journey to Thailand began in March but I think that would be a simplistic and missing a whole lot of the story. 

Here's the real story... 

When I was a teenager I lived in Germany as an army brat and it changed my life. Like CHANGED ME and who I was on a very deep level for the better. 

Fast forward a few years. 

When Russ and I were dating I shared so much of what I learned while living abroad with Russ that he and I began to pray throughout our years together that one day our family could live overseas so that our kids could have that kind of amazing growth experience. Our prayer was actually very specific. We prayed that we would be able to move overseas while we could still have all our kids living at home with us and that they would all be old enough to appreciate the journey and travel well. 

Fast forward a lot of years. 

We had hoped to be sent overseas for years and it looked like it might happen over and over but it never did. So we decided that God clearly intended to keep us where we were and built a beautiful home we loved and let go of that wish to move. 

We settled into a community we loved and a church we adored and became involved with ministry we were passionate about and were happy homeschooling at a co op full of some very special friends. The kids were in leadership at church and Zoe had a catering job she was crazy about. Russ was only weeks away from being at the gorgeous new work campus we had moved across town a year and a half before to be near. We had all found precious friendships and we were finally able to begin visiting Guatemala with Zoe and investing in people we love there as well. Our church started an adoption ministry and wanted me to help lead it. We had our restaurants, our grocery stores, our routines, our date nights. 

Every single thing in our life was lining up beautifully. It was the picture... The dream. It hadn't been this easy since we'd had children. God blessed our time in The Woodlands in ways I could never explain in just a blog post. In our time there we experienced significant healing and became stronger as a family. 

So naturally that's when God decided to answer our slightly forgotten prayer. :-) 

I'm not sure if you know why this blog is named "The Voice of Adventure" but here goes. When Russ and I were first married my mom shared a devotional with me one day saying she felt like she should pass it along. This devotional hit so deeply that I immediately called Russ to share it. He too was deeply moved and we both agreed that we wanted this to be our "life devotional." 

Here is that devotional.. 

The Voice of Adventure 

There is a rawness and a wonder to life. Pursue it. Hunt for it. Sell out to get it.

Jesus says the options are clear. On one side there is the voice of safety. You can build a fire in the hearth, stay inside, and stay warm and dry and safe.

Or you can hear the voice of adventure—God’s adventure.

Instead of building a fire in your hearth, build a fire in your heart. Follow God’s impulses. Adopt the child. Move overseas. Teach the class. Change careers. Run for office. Make a difference.

Don’t listen to the whines of those who have settled for a second-rate life and want you to do the same so they won’t feel guilty. Your goal is not to live long; it’s to live.

Sure it isn’t safe, but what is? (Max Lucado)

Luke 17:33 Whoever seeks to save his life loses it, but whoever loses his life preserves it.

So this became a kind of mantra for us and we did, in fact, adopt a child... several times. We taught a class more than once. Russ changed careers with my enthusiastic encouragment after attending MBA school. We hope we have made a difference. 

This devotional was such a huge part of my life that I even named my blog "The Voice of Adventure." 

Fast forward to Jan 2015.. 

Every year for many years now I've prayed and asked God for a focus for the new year. This year I kept hearing something that confused me... a lot. I kept hearing.. 

The Voice of Adventure- NEXT CHAPTER

I was puzzled.. and a bit distressed by this. I explained very nicely to God, "God that's our life devotional. Not my word for the year." You know.. In case He was confused. ;) I even told several of my close friends about my distress over getting this particular word for the year. 

Cause I know from experience those words MEAN something and I wasn't sure I liked what this meant. There were only two things on that list we hadn't done.. 

Run for office and move overseas. 

Oh dear. I got pretty nervous. Started explaining it to myself as maybe meaning that we were helping Zoe start HER adventure and journey and that's what it meant. And after all, we had become very involved in Village of Hope in Guatemala and intended to go more and more often. SO that counted right? Eh hem. Good try Angel. Sheesh. I'm not USUALLY one for denial. 

But our life was full of ministry and love and deep connections and new opportunities to serve. How could God be having us leave NOW? It couldn't be. 

So when we found out we were moving overseas we were simultaneously STUNNED and not at all surprised even a little bit.  

Zoe is 16. This is absolutely the last opportunity we would have to live overseas and have her able to be with us. The littles are just now getting to the age where travel is becoming easier and they appreciate the journey. 

It is "The Voice of Adventure- NEXT CHAPTER." 

BANGKOK, THAILAND... I'm gonna say it. I threw a bit of a temper tantrum! I was a little bit like, "WAIT!!! Hold up!! I changed my MIND! It's too hard. Everything is perfect. I. TAKE. IT. BACK. We've grown enough. I don't want anything to change. Everything is comfortable and wonderful and look at the amazing things we are involved in right here! How can we just LEAVE?"

But in my heart I knew it was time to go and that this was our answer to prayer. 

Yes.. That first day a lot of words came out of my mouth that I probably shouldn't publish. I paced through my yard and home for MILES that day trying to wrap my mind around leaving our perfect world to live in a place I'd never even seen. 

I worried about my children who have all already faced so many battles in their lives and wondered about the load for my precious husband. To ask them to leave so much and take on so much.. could we be ok? I paced and I prayed and I cussed and I cried. (Look.. I'm not saying I recommend cussing while you pray. I am just getting real about how this went down.) It took a few hours of the praying and the pacing but..

I opened my hands and let go of what I expected my life to be and then I began to feel the joy in the adventure.

So I am grateful I didn't get my way. I'm blessed that I was pushed out of my comfort zone. I'm thankful that we are in our next chapter and I'm excited to take you along for the ride. 

Love, Angel 

Soooooooo.... I live in Thailand now

I know like 99.9% of you KNOW this information. However, just in case some poor unsuspecting soul stumbles innocently upon this blog there it is.

I. Live. In. Thailand.

I only found out I was moving here in March. My life since then feels like a complete whirlwind. There's been so much intensity in every way. There has been, of course, the intense loss of leaving all that we know. There has been the unbelievable excitement of the adventure in front of us. For EVERY single member of our family there have been gains and losses and bonds made and some severed and hurts healed and hearts broken and then strengthened and dreams rediscovered and challenges faced and truth realized and character revealed.

I knew that a move abroad would grow us. I didn't fathom how hard and fast that growth would come. What I see now is that in this moment of us having our lives turned upside down the heat shot up all around us for our family and everyone who loves us. It's in those moments that we discover the truth about ourselves. Then we choose what to do with that truth .

There are times now we feel we are flying and times we feel we are drowning. Sometimes all these feelings can happen in a day.

I live in Thailand.

I am happy about that. I'm scared about that. I'm amazed by that. I'm grateful for that.


And this blog that has so lovingly captured so many special moments over the years... I feel that it's finally MAYBE.. I HOPE the moment to pick her up and dust her off and begin to blog again.

There's this world I want to share with you if only I can find the words.

So..... I live in Thailand now.

Much love,