Paris – How it came to be.-raeni

So I guess as an intro to why write this blog I am writing to remember the process and how we got to here and how eventually we will get to Paris. Just so we record the process. The happy, the sad, the frustrating, the emotion that will go into all of this. The second, and probably most important reason is I want Fayth and Hannah to hopefully find the answers that they are looking for when they hate their parents for uprooting them from Plymouth, which we all love so much. I want them to see the process that their Dad and I took to get us here. At 9 and 6 they can’t grasp this yet but when they are older I want them to know how we journeyed with God to this destination.
So if I really look back to where this journey began for me it began in the fall of 2009. At this time I really greived the loss of my career. A dream that I had held tight to, I thought it was just timing. I was thinking once the girls are both in school all day I will get my career back. I will start my licensing process and then start actaully working as a Christian counselor after that. In the fall of 2009 it seemed like I was going to get just that. An opportunity to work with a Christian counselor had presented itself Hannah had just started kindergarten. Tony and I asked people to pray that the door would be swung wide open or slammed shut. Truthfully, it was slammed shut. No question at all, this opportunity was over. At that point I really greived. Over the course of time and tears I really came to realize that this plan that I had was not God’s plan. So now what?
Through that journey I realized I had some places that I wouldn’t let God touch. Mostly it was the idea of what I would or wouldn’t do. I said I would never be a Sr. Pastor’s wife. The idea to me was one of safety. If your husband is “just” the youth pastor you aren’t on the front lines with people. In most things people don’t get too upset with youth pastor. He isn’t the one making changes that affect their lives. Teens are much more flexible they roll with things. I didn’t want the stress of people or the attack that I thought would come with being a Sr. Pastor’s wife. So, I let that idea go. I have a big God. He will take care of us and I don’t want to hold Tony back from what God is calling him to. So I told Tony if you need to be a Senior Pastor I am good with that. I thought we would go to a church maybe church plant those ideas were good with me.
In the spring of 2010 things were restless at our house. Tony was truely tossing around the idea of what is next and then he read Donald Miller’s book A Million Miles in a Thousand Years. I can’t say that any book, besides the Bible of course, has affected Tony so profoundly. A brief synopsis is that we play a role in writing our story. Tony and I started talking about the story we were writing. Were we good with the story we were writing for our family? Was there something more? One of the things in the book that stood out in a profound way was for our daughters, I should look up the exact quote but it went something like this. If your daughter is the hero in her own story she won’t date losers. We had seen plenty of girls date losers and seen the paths that their lives had taken and wanted to feircely fight against that. We need to give Fayth and Hannah the opportunity to be the hero in their own stories. How could we write a better story for our family – what was God calling us to?
Then some moments of prophecy. Tony had posted a video of Hannah sing I’m in the Lords Army on facebook. A women from church came up to me on Sunday and told me when she saw that video she prayed that Hannah would sing that song in many languages. From anyone else I probably would have thought oh that’s a nice statement. From this women I took that very seriously, was Hannah meant to be a missionary.  I had already known that Fayth was called for a great purpose. For the first time I started praying that God would allow me to let both my girls go wherever God called them.
Then LIFE 2010 – more prophecy. Standing in the audience one night I had a random thought. I would go oversees and serve. Now this thought was not like me, this was my 2nd trip to life and I had been going to missions conference as long as I remember. We went to Thailand and God confirmed that Asia was not for me. For the first time I was like I would go if that’s where God is calling me. I hadn’t even told Tony that – I was thinking ahhh, the LIFE Conference high when one of our adult sponsors came up to me and said you are going to go to the Mission Field. Again anyone else, I would have been like whatever, that’s nice. This person I know hears things from God, so it made me think.
We get home the restlessness continues but what? We know Tony has a trip to Asia in the fall maybe that will be the answer. We start pursuing some of own ideas.
Then, we hear of a location that is looking for a family to come in learn and then take over a short term missions sight. We investigate. Talk with the people. Pray. During this time I asked the girls if you could anywhere to serve God where would it be. No kidding Hannah come up with Paris. This wasn’t on our list. Who goes to Paris? Right now people are going to Asia, Africa, the Middle East not Paris. Paris wasn’t on our radar. Long story short the place we were investigating isn’t for us. Now what?
Tony goes on his trip to Asia, as he leaves I am ready to say lets go. Whatever you find there. Lets go. Tony goes and the opportunity to go to Paris to work with students comes up. We talk over skype and neither of us have any hesitation. God knew we would go to Asia; but he created us and knew I wasn’t Asia material.
He gave us something else. Something perfect for us. So here it is – we are continuing to pray and we have people praying. We want to go where God calls – right now that’s Paris. We want to write an amazing story for our family, a story where we are centered in God’s will. So right now the door is open and we will go. A new chapter in our stories. We are so excited to see how God leads us. 

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Paris – How it came to be.-raeni

So I guess as an intro to why write this blog I am writing to remember the process and how we got to here and how eventually we will get to Paris. Just so we record the process. The happy, the sad, the frustrating, the emotion that will go into all of this. The second, and probably most important reason is I want Fayth and Hannah to hopefully find the answers that they are looking for when they hate their parents for uprooting them from Plymouth, which we all love so much. I want them to see the process that their Dad and I took to get us here. At 9 and 6 they can’t grasp this yet but when they are older I want them to know how we journeyed with God to this destination.
So if I really look back to where this journey began for me it began in the fall of 2009. At this time I really greived the loss of my career. A dream that I had held tight to, I thought it was just timing. I was thinking once the girls are both in school all day I will get my career back. I will start my licensing process and then start actaully working as a Christian counselor after that. In the fall of 2009 it seemed like I was going to get just that. An opportunity to work with a Christian counselor had presented itself Hannah had just started kindergarten. Tony and I asked people to pray that the door would be swung wide open or slammed shut. Truthfully, it was slammed shut. No question at all, this opportunity was over. At that point I really greived. Over the course of time and tears I really came to realize that this plan that I had was not God’s plan. So now what?
Through that journey I realized I had some places that I wouldn’t let God touch. Mostly it was the idea of what I would or wouldn’t do. I said I would never be a Sr. Pastor’s wife. The idea to me was one of safety. If your husband is “just” the youth pastor you aren’t on the front lines with people. In most things people don’t get too upset with youth pastor. He isn’t the one making changes that affect their lives. Teens are much more flexible they roll with things. I didn’t want the stress of people or the attack that I thought would come with being a Sr. Pastor’s wife. So, I let that idea go. I have a big God. He will take care of us and I don’t want to hold Tony back from what God is calling him to. So I told Tony if you need to be a Senior Pastor I am good with that. I thought we would go to a church maybe church plant those ideas were good with me.
In the spring of 2010 things were restless at our house. Tony was truely tossing around the idea of what is next and then he read Donald Miller’s book A Million Miles in a Thousand Years. I can’t say that any book, besides the Bible of course, has affected Tony so profoundly. A brief synopsis is that we play a role in writing our story. Tony and I started talking about the story we were writing. Were we good with the story we were writing for our family? Was there something more? One of the things in the book that stood out in a profound way was for our daughters, I should look up the exact quote but it went something like this. If your daughter is the hero in her own story she won’t date losers. We had seen plenty of girls date losers and seen the paths that their lives had taken and wanted to feircely fight against that. We need to give Fayth and Hannah the opportunity to be the hero in their own stories. How could we write a better story for our family – what was God calling us to?
Then some moments of prophecy. Tony had posted a video of Hannah sing I’m in the Lords Army on facebook. A women from church came up to me on Sunday and told me when she saw that video she prayed that Hannah would sing that song in many languages. From anyone else I probably would have thought oh that’s a nice statement. From this women I took that very seriously, was Hannah meant to be a missionary.  I had already known that Fayth was called for a great purpose. For the first time I started praying that God would allow me to let both my girls go wherever God called them.
Then LIFE 2010 – more prophecy. Standing in the audience one night I had a random thought. I would go oversees and serve. Now this thought was not like me, this was my 2nd trip to life and I had been going to missions conference as long as I remember. We went to Thailand and God confirmed that Asia was not for me. For the first time I was like I would go if that’s where God is calling me. I hadn’t even told Tony that – I was thinking ahhh, the LIFE Conference high when one of our adult sponsors came up to me and said you are going to go to the Mission Field. Again anyone else, I would have been like whatever, that’s nice. This person I know hears things from God, so it made me think.
We get home the restlessness continues but what? We know Tony has a trip to Asia in the fall maybe that will be the answer. We start pursuing some of own ideas.
Then, we hear of a location that is looking for a family to come in learn and then take over a short term missions sight. We investigate. Talk with the people. Pray. During this time I asked the girls if you could anywhere to serve God where would it be. No kidding Hannah come up with Paris. This wasn’t on our list. Who goes to Paris? Right now people are going to Asia, Africa, the Middle East not Paris. Paris wasn’t on our radar. Long story short the place we were investigating isn’t for us. Now what?
Tony goes on his trip to Asia, as he leaves I am ready to say lets go. Whatever you find there. Lets go. Tony goes and the opportunity to go to Paris to work with students comes up. We talk over skype and neither of us have any hesitation. God knew we would go to Asia; but he created us and knew I wasn’t Asia material.
He gave us something else. Something perfect for us. So here it is – we are continuing to pray and we have people praying. We want to go where God calls – right now that’s Paris. We want to write an amazing story for our family, a story where we are centered in God’s will. So right now the door is open and we will go. A new chapter in our stories. We are so excited to see how God leads us. 

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