A couple of weeks ago, Roger Cunningham, missionary to Chile, spoke at my church and challenged us to "cross the chicken line," to take risks, to go on adventures with God, and to remember that "El que invite paga" or "He who invites pays."
And don't you know that's true. When God invites you to go on an adventure, He pays. He takes care of every detail and gives me the job of listening and trusting and walking in faith.
Little did I know I would have a chance to trust Him in such a big way so quickly.
Last Thursday, I received a text from my sister who is in Ethiopia going through the adoption process for her little girl. In a miraculous turn of events, she is able to bring her daughter home much more quickly than expected and has decided to stay on and wait for the paperwork to go through. Meanwhile her husband and son must return home.
She asked me (and my little sister) to go to Ethiopia to help her.
We said yes and that began a crazy ride of a God story where plane ticket money and itineraries and unplanned breakfast with our dear German sister and standing in lines to get our visa and walking through customs and immigration into the airport where our sister stood waiting with our new niece.
We said yes because my sister said yes and here we are sitting in the guesthouse listening to street noises and cats meowing and children and families. We've dropped into this international community of Danish and Italian and Dutch and American families who are choosing to be forever families to these children needing love.
I am amazed. I am in awe. I am so humbled by the generosity of HE who invited me to come on this journey to Africa and into the lives of the Ethiopian people.
And, oh, it is so true...El que invita paga.