My heart is broken. I just found out I am leaving the YMC to go to Tacloban. I get to live at the beach again and that is such a blessing. I even prayed before we got to the Phil that I could live at the beach and He is answering my prayer. He is so good.
So why is my heart broken?
God let me open my heart to these people and this place. I let these people in to my heart without even realizing it. I go to feedings every morning with two friends Lexi and John. Feedings are my favorite. I hang out with two girls Ira and Giselle who live at the YMC every day. They love to cuddle and hug and it’s precious. I hang out with JAZ girls and children’s home girls that have my heart. Jesus let me open my heart to break it.
After I found out that I would be leaving I teared up greeting my friends. I hugged Ira and said I love you. She hugged me tighter and said I love you Hailey. I don’t want to leave them.
There is no resentment or bitterness in me at all. God is so faithful, so I’m excited for the next season. It’s cool that God broke my heart here because I haven’t had this on the race this much.
This feels like a taste of the end of the race which is quickly approaching. I am not scared to go home, I’m really excited to hug all my friends and family. My heart is going to ache leaving my family that I call my squad. I’ve lived with them for 9 months.
God broke my heart in the best way possible and I am excited for the next season.
