Andrea, my wife, definitely started picking up on our destiny lying in the chaplaincy fairly early. Although she was the one who bought me the "Band of Brothers" DVD set for Christmas 2005, she was also the one who banned me from watching it when I started mentioning the word chaplain too many times ; ) I can remember many times her asking me "Do you think God is calling you to be a chaplain?" All of those times, of course, are prior to that February when our neighbor stopped both of us in the foyer of the church building. I always muttered some lame theologically correct sounding cow manure like "Well, nobody knows for sure what God will do...I don't feel anything definite, but I will be willing to do whatever He asks....yada, yada...blah, blah, blah." Looking back at it now, and knowing her like I do, she never bought those answers for a minute.
When the time finally came, though, and God brought this calling out wide into the open, her immediate response was something like this: "God has called me to support you. My calling is to go with you in whatever He calls you to do." That is not to say that she wasn't scared. That is not to say that she didn't have a hundred questions. That is not to say that she didn't become familiar with the taste of Rolaids for a while, but she met the challenge head on with more faith than she realized. Her trust and love and devotion are in God. She is an amazing woman.
I have been reading the biographies of famous missionaries to our daughter for several months now. I know no one will ever right my biography, but if they did, history would see that Andrea's name would fit right next to names like Mary Muller, Marj Saint, Mary Livingstone, and others.
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