Amanda Roensch Contact Information
I wrote in today’s post about Amanda Roensch who serves as a self-funded worker for Reach Global. If you want to learn more you can contact her directly. Here is her most recent email.
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As I finish packing the last of my things and head to one of my last Texas goodbyes, I keep thinking of all of the things I will not have around me in a few days. I am packing my Honda Civic with all that I can and have given away everything else. I’ve never even stepped foot in Arizona and know approximately four people in my new city. My entire family other than my sister have lived less than three hours from me my entire life, and the majority of my friends as well. (Did I mention Arizona does not have HEB??) Needless to say, the thought of moving has been daunting.
Many people hear my concerns and with the best intentions try to talk me out of it, saying all of the wonderful things they would help me do instead. Even I look back and see the incredible job and community that I am saying goodbye to and often think about what staying could have looked like. However, one single verse rings through my mind and shuts it all down quickly – Matthew 13:44 says “the kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field, which a man found and covered up. Then in his joy he goes and sells all that he has and buys that field.”
I know that I am by no means showing up to this new job empty-handed, but in my (embarrassingly often) dramatic moments my flesh tells me that I should cling to what is comfortable and familiar and “normal”. I am not promised to love Phoenix and I am not promised to be blown away by all that I see there, but I am promised that God is with me and that my joy is found in the presence of the Lord. When I stop focusing on what I am leaving behind and consider all the promises that will never be taken from me, I see why the man joyfully sold all that he had. This parable is not implying that we can earn or pay for salvation, because it is given freely to us, yet we see that much must be given for the sake of it.
My prayer is that this week and in the months to come, I would remember that all of these things I am mourning are a worthy price to pay to be obedient to what the Lord has joyfully called me to. Most importantly, I pray that I never grow apathetic the second lesson in this parable – that we are God’s treasure and He gave up His son, His everything for us. If my crying in the aisle of HEB did not seem silly before, it sure does when I remember that.
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| This squad kept me on my toes all year and I am not sure any future neighbors will live up to their level of sass |
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| My dad and I delivered one of my couches to Lisa, helping answer one of the prayers on her board behind us! |
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