I moved on

So, my student managed to get me into some sticky situations, from which I managed to move on. But God also managed to get me into some real sticky situations...
I will not bore you to death with them all...but I will share only a little bit. (I know what you are thinking: Bea, I will not get bored, tell me all and with detail- forget it, this is embarrasing enough!!!!)

We go back in time.
I translate in a conference which has deeply marked my life. After the conference God calls me into ministry. He only says "it is time." I made up a plan: I will go to the jungle to pray and fast and ask God for His guidance, but a hotel is not the place for fasting, I will try to find out the where abouts of a missionary family, so I can stay with them. I call the guy who was the president of a mission that worked in the jungle. He gives me the name of two missionaries. Fine. Little did I know that my plans were not God´s. I worked so hard on that first trip!!! But that is another story, thing is that later on this guy asks me to become part of the mission.
I become the vice-president, He being the president. I look back at that time with lots of love. It was fun. We were 7 people, dreaming and hoping... that is another story. A small detail that I overlooked when accepting the job. The guy was single. I divorced. We spent a lot of time together, we got to know eachother well.
I remember going to the different meetings that went on around the church in la Paz. People would often greet him and then add: "your wife?" He joked around a lot, so he easily handled the situation and then in a serious tone would add: "she works as the vice-president of the mission" People would only smile. Some gave suspicious looks... and with time some even dared to say out loud: "you guys should get married you make an awesome pair!"
We did- as ministers- we were quite a team! Just how good a team? I will give you an example:
One day we were in a Bible study. He was leading worship, God spoke to me and asked me to lay my hands on a some guys feet. I started to argue with God "Lord! Not his feet!..." Suddenly worship stops. my friend says "the Lord says that He wants somebody to do something and that this person should obey right away!" OUCH. I did.
We were an amazing team.
"BEA!!!!!!!!!!!! Why did you let that guy go???"
Well, from my first marriage I had learned that a good ministry team does not necessarily add up to a good marriage. (take note of that)
And I saw that there were things in our characters that would make it really hard to get along inside marriage.
His mom saw this too. It is funny, I knew she did not want us to get involved. I myself decided to move on. A few weeks before coming I visited her. She told me she had felt real bad when I had quit the mission. I looked at her. She understood. And added, "yes, but it still hurt me that you had to leave." She loved me, but she saw ahead and knew that we would have problems if we tried the marring bit.
My friend is now married and they are expecting their first baby. Me and God look at their marriage and say: it is good!
and personally I am glad I moved on