The good
thing about having just enough is that you have no choice but to lean on God
each and every day for EVERYTHING. Each day has its challenges, sacrifices and
roadblocks but God makes a way!
It’s
hard to believe how much my life has changed in the last 18 months. I left
behind my cushy, comfy life in Northern California. Not just any place in
California, but maybe one of the best places to live in the United States. I’m
not kidding - ask anyone about Danville…crème de la crème! It’s a heavenly bubble!
I have never felt so safe and protected in my life. We had a beautiful home,
nice cars, and lots of money that afforded us all-things good. We had easy
accessibility to San Francisco, Lake Tahoe, Yosemite National Park,
Carmel-by-the-sea (it is heaven on earth…look it up), Pacific Coast Highway,
Berkeley, Silicon Valley…I could go on and on but you get the point. Who wouldn't want to live there and why on earth would anyone leave here? I know -
my thoughts exactly.
Al felt
called after prayer to work and serve here in Panama. This story is a post all
on its own. This was a year plus in the making and like anything else, it was
super exciting. Who wouldn't want an opportunity to live abroad? We survived Japan, surely we could manage Central America. I knew nothing
about Panama except it had a canal. It wasn't on my list of places to visit nor
did I know of anyone who has lived there, much less visited. I saw the pictures
online, YouTube videos and I was sold! It’s PARADISE!!! Anyway, God had given
me peace about changing our lifestyle. We would live a simple life and travel
throughout Central and South America! Yay
Patino family!
I soon
realized after 3 months that this wasn't for me. It rained and rained and
rained. I like sun…a lot of sun. I
ruined all my expensive leather sandals and constantly sweated like a pig. The
humidity was killing me…downright embarrassing. Keep in mind I came from
Northern CA where we had free AC and cool weather 8-10 months out of the year.
By the time December came I missed my fall/winter clothes, boots and scarves. I
missed the clean, fresh air. I missed my peaceful drives to Berkeley. I missed
all the conveniences that the U.S. offers. Dear
God, what have we done?
When you've moved as often as we have, you develop a mentality that nothing will
bother you. Been there, done that. Well not this time. I was terrified to
drive. Break lights are optional here…I’m not exaggerating. People cross the
road right in front of you with no notice. Cab drivers are aggressive and never
paying attention to their surroundings. Meanwhile murdercycles (my dad has
always called them this) are weaving in and out and you just wonder if they are
going to make it out alive. Dear God,
help us!
God was
working in me and through me as I felt the walls closing in. Al’s job was questionable.
He was figuring out things and God was revealing lots of issues that needed
immediate attention. It was hard. With no bonuses coming in, I needed to find
work but God knew I needed a heart-lift. He was stripping me of all my
comforts, including a job. I realized that my identity was in my old lifestyle
and money. I had neither here. He then showed me that those comforts sustained
me. I filled every void with something because I had the money and means to
patch it up. God wanted my heart to bleed out. He wanted me to lean and rely ONLY on Him.
I was dying. Jesus, I need you!
I never
shed so many tears in my life. This was the death to Lisa in the flesh. I
fought and fought and prayed and prayed to be rescued. God kept me in the mud.
I had no lifelines but wasn't willing to give up hope on restoring my old life.
Two days before the New Year, I emptied all my pain, my hopes and ambitions to
Jesus. I begged for a fresh start but He replied so gently, “Lisa, more
downward growth.” I AM DEVASTATED!!!! NOOOOOOO! Why Jesus? Why? As I threw my pity party of one, He spoke to me one
night. “The wind will blow, the snow will fall and the rain will saturate you
but you will sustain (in Me) and weather any storm.” Hallelujah!!! What a relief. He showed me in a vision a
tree with deep roots. I knew this was my tree and my roots growing stronger, wider
and deeper in faith, love and prayer. Peace filled my heart and I have never
been the same since. Fill me up, God!
Thank you for sharing your faith journey! It truly gives me hope!
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