I don’t do “crazy”. Calculated yes, but not crazy. Crazy for me is left on the fringes, and for good reason: it just doesn’t belong in the world of air transportation. And I would assume that most of my passengers will agree.

But…I quit my job.

My current employer has been incredibly gracious with our situation. Partly because they love aviation as much as I do (maybe more) but also because they are just like that. Skinner Nursery is a family owned business and over the last year and a half that I have worked there I have seen the owners make many decisions with the intent of keeping as many people employed as possible. It takes a lot of integrity to do that in the current economic climate.  That’s how they are.

However, at some point the next step needs to be taken. But for me to quit my current job goes as something completely against my nature.  While it was not an unanticipated move, it’s still something like jumping into those cold Canadian lakes of my youth.  When Jami and I started this journey 2 years ago and I knew this day was coming.  I was under the impression, however, that everything would be in order by this stage of the game. The house would be sold, we would be well supported, and I could make the logical and safe step into my training. It would be that easy, right?

I’m just not ready yet.

I have had more than one fellow missionary (who are generally further down the road) tell me that there would come a time when I would have to do something crazy. For example, resigning your position without answers to all the questions. What will I do? How will I pay for it? What if this?  What if that? All these linger in my head as March 1^st fast approaches, but I don’t have answers.

What I do know is this….

God has called us. Jami and I each have a part to play in Africa and, economy or not, He will see us through to completion. You, our support team, have been incredibly faithful and generous.  So one answer I know of is that just enough funds have been provided for us to take the next step; and so we will. From the beginning God has only asked us to take the next step and maybe that’s not so bad.

So, resigning is not a resignation…

Instead it’s a faith filled acceptance of where God wants me.  An acceptance that keeps me vulnerable and trusting in His provision. Maybe it’s not as big of a step as I think it is.  But it is a resignation…no, a submission…of myself and my family to His care.  He knows there will be bigger issues down the road, and He knows I’ll need the practice.

Me and my family going to Africa without faith in His provision…..now that’s crazy!