Immediately I sent my husband an email telling him about the phone call. He instantly sent me a message back asking what we had to do to make it happen. Wait a minute....he does realize the kids aren't going with me, doesn't he? That evening we were sitting with our children looking at the globe. We showed them where they were born and where they live now. Suddenly, my youngest daughter spins the globe, points her little finger and says "where is that". Of all places, she pointed to Romania. I have often told friends that I need a postcard of clarity from God. I think that was definitely a postcard in the form of my little 3 year old.
Even though I kept receiving signs that I should go, I fought it. I kept telling myself that I could not sit in a plane that long, be gone away from my babies that long, afford to pay for the trip, the list goes on and on. I had put it in my mind that I was not going to go. God, luckily, did not give up on me and kept working on my heart. Two weeks after I received that phone call, I went forward during the evening service and announced to the congregation that I would be going to Romania.
I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Phillipians 4:13