Some weeks the weight of responsibility and sacrifice feels heavy, and I find myself wondering what life might have looked like if I had chosen the easier path back home. Yet even in the homesickness and hard days, God keeps reminding me that obedience is worth it. As we train and disciple future crew for the ships ministries, I’m learning again that His strength—not mine—is what sustains this calling, and that everything we do is ultimately for His glory.

After nearly a month at sea, stepping back on solid ground reminded me how every detail—big or small—is in God’s hands. From a last-minute flight that perfectly aligned with His timing to reconnecting with family in Kansas City, and now settling into Harpenden to develop training for YWAM’s growing ships ministries, I’m seeing again that ministry happens in every interaction, every planning session, and every faithful step of trust.