It takes me up to three hours to fall asleep each night because of the heat.
I wake up in my tent every morning drenched in sweat.
Bugs are constantly swarming around my eyes.
I get nauseas at even the smell of food.
I am constantly surrounded by people staring at me.
No matter how much water I drink I still feel lightheaded.
But wait. What is good?
I have access to clean water.
I don’t go hungry.
I have a wonderful sleeping pad.
When we have electricity the fan keeps the flies away.
I’m surrounded by beautiful servant-hearted people who insist on serving us.
I have shelter from the rain.
I have a wonderful team who I spend afternoons laughing with.
I have access to internet (no matter how big of a hassle it is) so I can contact my family.
I get to make precious kids laugh everyday…just because I’m white.
And I have the privilege of sharing the gospel with people who are desperately searching for a God.
I’m not going to sugar coat it, India is tough. My flesh wants to longingly scream out “AMERICA!” every time I wipe the sweat off my face and as an added bonus kill one or two gnats. I struggle nightly with the battle of sleeping in sweat. And the food here…well lets just say it causes problems.
But its ok.
For as 2 Corinthians 4:17 says: “For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all”
I may be tired, hot and sick, but I am blessed. I can easily focus on how uncomfortable my flesh is, but instead I chose to see what is good. As I sit on a cot in the middle of a forest village surrounded by curious people, I’m not thinking of the heat or the bugs but instead my heart is captured by how blessed I am that I have been allowed by God to live this adventure and share His love. And that is what is good.
