I'm getting on the plane in a 1/2 of an hour. I'll be offline for a while. I am keeping a journal and I know that this is going to be an awesome trip. God's preparing us for great things. Each of us. Those that are staying behind and praying have a part to play. Those that supported us financially have enabled each of us to go. Those that are on the trip are prepared to be instruments to be used however God sees fit.

I've got that funny feeling in my stomach like you get when you are at the top of the hill of a giant roller coaster and you are about to start down the hill! It's a thrill to be a part of what God's doing.

Will be back online in a few days! I will keep you all updated....

T-minus five days and counting until I head out to Bali, Indonesia with Sean Feucht and a crew of worshipers to join together to worship together and seek the face of God for the people of Bali.

I'm praying that God works miracles and shows Himself strong through His body of believers in Bali. We are there to encourage the ones that are working full time to reach their Indonesian brothers and sisters.

I just found out that Beto Taverez, a missionary that our H20 Missions team will be visiting in Brazil this summer will actually be in Bali the same time I am. God is calling his worshipers together to make a difference in this land!

Please pray for us while we are gone on this trip. God is pulling everything together and I'm truly am blessed to be a part of where God is at work!

Last week I received some news about a long time friend. She and her family members went up in a small plane in Florida and during the flight, went off course, ran into some wires and crashed. No one survived. She was my age and was in my youth group at the church I grew up in. Just last month she buried her mom and now this. The family members surviving those that were on that plane are in shock as you can well imagine. This Saturday we are gathering to remember her life at her funeral.

I remember getting the email and thinking, "why?" Why did my friend's life get cut short? Our lives are so precious, so brief, like a breath on a winter morning that you can see for a moment and then it disappears. My thoughts turned to my family. I am about to get on a plane to Indonesia in a few days to share the gospel in Bali. I thought of how I'm leaving Missy and the kids for thirteen days. I thought about the fact that if I get on that plane that I might not see them again.

The only solace that came to me was the fact that God has things He wants me to accomplish in this life and He's not going to call me home until I get those things accomplished! He's in control. I can't live in fear. I need to live in that place where I know I'm in God's hands.

Psalm 119:50
My comfort in my suffering is this: Your promise preserves my life.

-andy