no safer place

Once upon a time {long, long ago} we were sitting in a church...somewhere in America.

My husband had showed our presentation of Jamaica.  Saying what we planned on doing and all the {touching} pictures of the faces.  He was talking about the living conditions and how life would be for us on the Island.  I sat on the cushioned pew, hair perfectly curled, make-up in place, with the sound of the church's air conditioner unit blowing faintly in the back ground.

The question and answer time came.  The same questions we've answered a thousand times came.  "What is the language?"  "What is the main religion?"  "What type of food do they eat?" etc...etc...etc..

One stout man, in fine clothes, stood up with his thumbs in his pockets and fixed condescending eyes on my husband.  With a haughty and patronizing voice he proceeds to ramble and than asks why "any man in his right mind would knowingly take this beautiful woman and these helpless little girls to live in a dangerous environment."

I bit my lip.  I held my breath.  Not because I was afraid my man would say, "You know you're right.  What was I thinking? We'll stay home now."  I was personally slightly ticked off and waiting for my husband to put this man in his place.

There was a few long seconds of silence then Josh said in a clear determined voice, "If YOU ever hear the Call of God on your life and feel the peace of being in His Perfect Will than you'll understand."

The man sat down and my heart burst with pride for my husband.  He couldn't have stated it better if he'd prepared for a week!

Are you in God's perfect will?  There's no safer place on the planet.