“‘Truly I tell you,’ Jesus replied, ‘no one who has left home or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children or fields for me and the gospel will fail to receive a hundred times as much in this present age: homes, brothers, sisters, mothers, children and fields—along with persecutions—and in the age to come eternal life.’” (Mark 10:29-30)
Saying goodbye to my parents in the airport several months ago was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. Their eager “yes” to the call the Lord placed on their hearts also came with the tearful knowledge of great sacrifice.
As a child I never expected a life where weekly Skype dates would be normal. I simply assumed my parents would always be nearby. I think it’s natural for a child to think this.
Our goodbye hug in the airport was not just the physical act of letting go, but also a release of expectations for what the future looks like.
I’m learning that letting loved ones go is a different type of sacrifice. It feels like a type of fast—a giving up of something precious and essential for the sake of Christ.
Dick Brogden talks about the “white martyr” as someone who sends those who are deeply loved.The white martyr doesn’t shy away from sending the most qualified—the best leaders and influencers, the wisest and most gifted. It’s the sender’s sacrifice.