I have heard the scripture several times this last month…."leave your mother, father, sister, brother, and follow me."
  I believe moving to Africa with my husband and six children is doing just that.
  I left behind my parents, sisters, nieces, nephews, in-laws and my friends.
  I did not do it because I was bored, or because I hated living in the most fabulous place on the earth, the USA.
 
I did it because God told me to.
  The more time that goes by here, the more I miss the family I left behind, at the same time some of them are feeling abandoned by me, and less supportive of our call.
  That is when I feel the most lonely…when I feel like the people that matter most to me are pulling away.
 

At the same time every minute I spend living here I am more confident than ever that we are called here, and God is breathing on every aspect of our lives.
  We are flowing in the spirit of God, and He is tearing down walls and breaking strongholds in Swaziland.
  We are teaching, preaching, writing, mentoring, counseling, fasting and praying like never before, and the grace is abundant.

Today, my biggest test yet in Africa hit me like a punch in the stomach.
  I opened my email to find that my Daddy is in the hospital in Colorado.
  He has a high fever and is in extreme pain, they do not know what is wrong.
 It is too early to call, I don't want to wake my mother if she gets a few minutes of precious sleep.
  I can not jump on a plane or get in my car and drive over the ocean to the hospital.
  I am trapped, I am helpless, I have to lean on the Father like never before.
  I am up and down with tears, fear and peace.
  Those of you that know me know I pretty much adore my Daddy.
  He has always been a sweet, tender and loving Daddy.
  I miss his hugs, and the way he kisses me on the top of my head , I miss his brilliant green eyes.
  I pray that he is not in pain, that he will be completely healed and restored.
  I pray that he will be ministered to by angels and know the power of God while he rests.

Hang in there Daddy, rest and get well.
  I want you to come to Africa and see what God is doing, kiss your four grandsons and your two granddaughters.
  Maybe we can rent some motorcycles and tour the countryside here….we have so much to do!

I love you Daddy,

Your little girl,

Lee