I haven’t been blogging much because, for the most part, life has been routine. It
was stuck in my head that no one would care about reading my blog after the
World Race. I feared boring people with
the mundane, but one thing I’m learning is that often God shines strongest in
the simple everyday graces. So, I’ve
decided to start blogging again, telling the stories of the people God brings
into my life and the stories of what God is doing.
I’m overwhelmed coming back from Guatemala, it seems like there is
so much to do and not enough time. I
don’t even know where to start with priorities.
I just realized a bunch of nights next week are double and triple booked. At the moment I’m wondering how this happened
and how I’ve managed to put this many things on my plate, and if it’s possible
to take some things off. I feel the
tension between my eyes, and the foggy tiredness of readjusting in my
head.
Despite the semi rough landing God has been amazing lately
and I’m excited to share. Guatemala was
beautiful, an adventure, fun, and meaningful.
I loved staying with Mike, Nancy
and Amber, observing how their family does ministry together and how they host
teams. They have an amazing gift of
hospitality, which I’ve learned a lot from!
There is something beautiful that happens when traveling; my
current reality fades and suddenly I’m given a renewed ability to dream. The block is gone and instead of thinking
about how I’m going to pay rent or get through the next crazy day, I’m dreaming
about homeless ministry in Carlsbad and using
what I’ve learned in trauma counseling to reach women who have been ensnared by
the sex trade in Thailand.
It’s way too easy for me to get caught up in going through
the motions, especially when I’m here in the U.S. When I come back after being overseas, I feel
the current of comfort, materialism and apathy threatening to take me under. On returning, there is temptation to settle
into the status quo, start working like crazy, and numb out with the T.V. or
what ever else is convenient. But I keep
praying that God will help me to live in this culture with out being swept away
by those currents.
God has used this time in Guatemala to remind me of His
calling on my life. To get me away from
my own self imposed structure, rules and guidelines. I’m excited to share the stories of the
people I’ve met with you, both in Guatemala,
and here in San Diego,
so keep checking in, more is on the way…
