We are very excited and proud of the Spanish soccer team. It was very exciting to see our future homeland win the world cup, the first time they'd ever done so. They are a patient team, passing (almost incessantly) around their obstacles, setting up some good shots. When they miss a shot, they continue their game, trying not to be phased. The Netherlands phased them a few times, and for short periods Spain's game was off, but eventually they went back to the fundamentals and continued forward.
It was a blast to see the Spanish royalty standing and celebrating.
(Before proceeding, we are very sorry to have seen the US team come home early. They played hard, and they will - for Kevin at least - be the World Cup choice. In four years, let's move to the quarters boys!)
As I write this I see our Lord and King standing and celebrating.
Patience in getting to Spain, in getting into the ministry there can be quite draining. The process has been two years since we came home from our year in Mexico. Small obstacles have slowed us, sometimes ourselves being the very obstacles we have had to overcome. We've learned how to work together more, work with our organization better and work with those in our lives who care for us and want to see our cleats in Spanish soil. This is very encouraging and little by little, we move on towards the goal, confident.
Spain had to go into overtime to beat the Netherlands. We ourselves are approaching overtime minutes, but we have not let it get to us, but rather are allowing what we've learned before assist us in what we do now. Unlike the World Cup Final game, overtime is for as long as God decides. No shoot-out and no loss. We win as we are patient. The Lord is more than our monarchy cheering us on from the stands. He is our coach, directing us. He is our captain who muddies his cleats alongside of us.
We are pressing ever-forward and are looking at about being 60% of the way there. That is a big increase for us in the past months and the horizon looks bright. Where the sun dropped in South Africa for our Spanish team, the sun is rising all the more on us, and the future looks brighter in regards to our departure. We don't know yet how far off the light at the end of the tunnel is, but we're running and it is in sight.
The Spanish team returned home to a fanfare and incredibly warm welcome. We know we are being sent off in the same fashion. 40% to go, and it is getting closer to 100% every day. Then, we as a family, will arrive on Spanish soil, just a few months after the Spanish soccer team brought home with them the golden World Cup.
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