"You are there!" Psalm 139

I used to say that I could live anywhere. Then God brought me back here.

How can one so spoiled, so overwhelmed by blessing be so ungrateful?

I remember being thankful in Chuuk. We didn't have water sometimes. We had to flush using buckets of rain that fell from our roof. We had to wash our hair by sticking our head into that same bucket. Or when our students were so nukumach. But it was like God kept pouring His love into our hearts for them. And somehow we managed to be thankful.

I remember being thankful in San Diego two summers ago, at Columbia International University, when the Lord led me to the Middle East this summer, and when He then let me go to Ukraine. Thankfulness prevailed.

What changed? What happened?

And God still continues to work in my life. And I've been wondering a lot lately how He works all things together for good for those who love Him and who are called according to His purposes (Romans 8:28).