Life on the mission field can be defined as: be flexible or you are NOT going to make it.

When we arrived back on the field late October after a 7 month furlough we hit the ground running; it was like we had not left!  People came by with their needs, Sunday school lessons and sermons had to be put together, the school buildings had to be complete for the upcoming school year, and of course let's throw in a shipping container that was suppose to be here late November.
We had to leave our station to wait in the Capitol for the shipping container that we were told was coming the next day...and the next day...and the next day, until finally we gave up and return home to our station.
I have to admit I was really struggling because it was December, time to put up the Christmas tree and make cookies with my daughters.  I had big plans to read them a book like I did last year and watch Christmas movies at the end of the day as a family.  Instead, we were gone most of December and when we did return to our station we were so busy trying to catch up from all we had missed out on that Christmas drifted by.  Oh we did put the tree up for the kids and we had a blast with another missionary family that was staying with us while we all awaited the container, but it was different.
Travis was gone Christmas Eve because the container just had to come on Christmas Eve...I mean why not, right?
Although things were different and not how I had planned them, it was good because it was all in God's hands.  There is no better place then to be in God's hands.  A lot of times that means you have to be flexible and roll with it.  When we were gone I was able to finish a book by Elisabeth Elliot, which was a huge challenge to me.  I also was able to listen to some of her lectures and was totally encouraged.  God knows what we need! Because the container was so delayed we got to share our Christmas with another missionary family and we had a blast!

God is so good and worthy to be praised and served!   He is on His throne!!!!