Because I Love You…

It’s Saturday and I don’t know that I’ve ever posted on a Saturday and I don’t know that many of you will read this since weekends are such a crazy, busy time for most of y’all. But I just can’t leave for Africa without saying a few things…

Our Duane Scott coined a term a while back that we’ve jokingly adopted and used since then. But do y’all mind if I have an “awkward tender moment?”

So, do you know that I love you guys? I mean, seriously. Do you know that you keep me sane? You make me laugh until I cry and cry until I laugh. You read my stuff—the tweets and the blogs—and you keep coming back for more…

But it’s more than that. You’ve ministered to me. You’ve loved on me. You’ve helped God heal me. Some of you have listened to me vent via Twitter. Some of you have sat up half the night with me, online, because I was too stressed or depressed to sleep. Some of you have sat on the other end of the phone and listened to me cry and promised to come beat up whoever it was that made me cry. You’ve carried me to Jesus when I was too weak to stand.

Do you know how much you’ve blessed me?

I hate to start naming names, because I would hate to forget anyone, but I don’t want anybody to say, “She couldn’t possibly be talking about me…” So, I’m gonna name names, okay?

(And I’m going to do it alphabetically so that the OCD among us will be happy…)

Annie, Bridget, Candy, Ginny, Helen, Katdish, Kristi, Marni, SarahBee, Sherri, Steph, & Wendy- Y’all are the most incredible women I’ve ever known! When I sent y’all the first email and said, “God’s called me to Africa.” Y’all responded with a resounding chorus of “how can we help?” You let me guest post on your blogs. You sent your encouragement, your prayers, and astoundingly, your money. You gave—many of you sacrificially—and when the dust settled, y’all had raised something like 40% of my support. You amaze me! You humble me. When I grow up, I want to be like y’all. Nairobi and Kapoeta are going to be better places because of you. I LOVE YOU GIRLS!

Fellas, don’t think I’ve forgotten you. How could I? Billy, Dale, Duane, Dusty, Jason, Nick “the Geek,” Peter, & Schnik. I’ve wanted brothers my whole life. And when I needed a brother, God gave me you guys. You pick on me. You poke at me. You refuse to let me take myself or life too seriously. I thank God for EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU! Thank you for indulging my ooey-gooey, mushy-gushy moments. You are SUCH good sports! I promise I won’t do this often… Just occasionally when God sends me to a third-world country, okay?

So now, I’m on a plane headed halfway across the world. Oh, I believe I’ll be back. I don’t think God’s through with me yet. But I am on my way to a new frontier to meet a new group of people that I’ll fall in love with in the space of a handful of days. I’m taking you with me, you know. The belly laughs from late night talks with Duane or Schnik or Wendy. The Awkward Tender Moments with Dusty and Jason. The motherly encouragement from Annie and Bridget and Candy and Helen. Sarah Bee and Ginny—sisters of my heart. The bruises from Dale’s million and a half pokes (that have reminded me on many a difficult day that I’m not forgotten or unloved.) The love and the prayers of you all… You mean so much more to me than I can write here and so I’ll quit now.

Okay Kids! Y’all behave while I’m gone! Don’t forget me. And brace yourselves, because I’m gonna come back with a million stories to tell and wanting to hear everything that happened while I was gone!

Now, take care of yourselves. Take care of each other. And I thank God that He holds us all in the palm of His strong, loving hand—even while we’re far apart.

PS- Tammy, I didn’t forget you! ((HUGS)) See you in 11 days!

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  1. I love you, man!

  2. Godspeed Sassy, We all love you and will miss your loving words and pithy comments. Yes I spelled that word correctly.

    I am amazed at all that you do and the love and cheer you dispense with such ease and graciousness.

    Hurry back exhausted and fulfilled. Prayers go with you and bring you back safely.

  3. I don’t mind the awkward tender moments (and I’ve even come to expect them). 🙂 Praying for you, your trip, and everything I know you’re going to accomplish while you’re there. It’s a privilege to know you and count you a friend (see, I can dish out awkward tenderness with the best of them).

    PS “I thank God that He holds us all in the palm of His strong, loving hand—even while we’re far apart.” Uh, we’ve always been far apart (though now we’re even further) -just saying. 🙂 Also I thank God for that too!

  4. I already was missing you, so I came to read this and now miss you more! I can’t wait for the stories, and to hear of the blessings I know you’ll bring to so many (like you’ve brought all of us).

    Love and prayers,
    Mama B

  5. I love you, Sarah. And I’m still praying for you.

  6. SarahBee says:

    I was a soggy mess when I first read it. Today, as I pray for and with you, I’m a soggy mess all over again.
    This blog post is a testament to anyone who thinks Twitter is for narcissists and nothing else. I am so grateful to know you. I truly feel like I’ve gained a sister who is funny, sweet, compassionate, and full of love. I’m a better person because I met you and the others.
    In my thoughts and prayers today and always,
    With love,

  7. I’m not gonna cry, but I will say that I’ll miss you. Now pardon me while I stare at the ceiling for a few minutes.

  8. I’ve been praying for you off and on since we talked Friday night. What an honor to be listed here!

    And leave it to Wendy to turn an awkward tender moment into a beer commercial. Hey Wendy, I love you, man!

  9. You wove our group together beautifully. We all love you and are praying. 🙂

    This accounts for an #awkwardtendermoment

  10. Love you right back! And I am praying for you.

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