Earlier, I had a chance to write, but I didn't have enough time to say more than the fact that we're all still alive. A handful of people have been sick, and the weakness that comes with that has brought some closer to knowing God (as they've told me). But I haven't been sick, and so that humility that draws us to God as we're puking our guts out hasn't been my route for getting to know God better. There are things that have stuck out to me, things that have been close to God's voice audibly speaking, things that have pulled me closer and tighter:
~I've been called to missions, as many know, but this summer and many others are my chance to give God the freedom to let me know where. Guatemala was...life impacting and amazing in so many ways, so going into this trip I was very cautious and almost scared. But God has given me a peace knowing that this is not the place that I should be. I love the people and their hearts for God, but He's reaffirmed time and time again that I'm not to witness here. That peace is indescribable, soothing, and unexpected.
~God's called me out on the fact that I define a relationship by the amount of communication that takes place. But with me not knowing French, I felt like relationships were not happening, at all. But a few people have popped into my journey, my trip, my life that have changed it. Yasmina- speaking to that little girl by spinning her; Estel- speaking to a girl my age through English and motions; Mama Fifi and Mariette- speaking through soap suds, dishes, and dried mangoes.
I'm beginning to miss some of my family and friends a lot, and it's weighing me down a bit, but God's teaching me through that. This is such a learning, growing, stretching experience, but it's unlike anything I've ever and will ever experience.
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