Missing Container...

My wife and I travel to Zambia, Africa each year to be a part of a medical mission. Each year is stressful. Travel is long and rough, food is less than desirable, our equipment, our bags, our clothes each arrive as a small miracle (after 2 days and 4 planes). In 2007, we packed a full container (like those on railcars, or in this case, loaded on a boat and shipped over). We had packed, planned and shipped out the container to arrive almost a month before we were to get there. As it had most of our supplies, food, equipment and everyday items for the medical mission, we didn’t want to risk it not showing up.

Well, as things go in transit and working with foreign governments it was delayed and delayed and delayed. So much so, that when we boarded our plane, our missionaries had no idea where it was and neither did the transit company. So during the next 2 days of travel, we brainstormed on how we could “make it work” without everything we needed to make it work. Our expectations were low, but our ambitions were still high. Then, on the day before we were to leave “base camp,” the container arrived.

There is no other explanation other than God was working behind the scenes to make sure His work would be done. I’ll never say to not plan or make provisions to accomplish tasks you feel called to do; but never, and I say again, never doubt that God will do His part.