Close your eyes. Imagine the sound of the road beneath the tires of your vehicle. The chatter of the indvidiuals in your car. There's a slight hum in the background from some type of random station that is playing on the radio. All of the sudden there's an excited scream . . you freeze in anticipation and then the realization of what was said settles in: "PUMPKIN PATCH!!!"
That was me yesterday. The one who screamed pumpkin patch, not the one who was acting like a normal person. And you know what? My team responded in such a beautiful way. They stopped and bought me a pumpkin to carve. I know it's not the most exciting story but it means so much to me.
Since I've arrived at training I have been broken. Broken for the lost and for the hurting, and broken for myself. God has been tearing me down into the person He has called me to be. He has been molding me into what HE wants me to do. NOT what I keep telling Him I want to be. This week I have been stripped from the core and all of my baggage has been put on the table. All of my insecurities and all of my worries. And while I will most likely expand on that in a later post I just wanted to touch base on the fact that I have been a mess.
But! My new team. My little team of seven people that will travel the world together has ALREADY become family. And they have already accepted me as I am. They have a voice for me. THey take me to pumpkin patches just because I scream excitedly. And then they AGREE to carve a pumpkin with me. THey didn't have to do that. There was an agenda with more important items. And yet, they did. They took me under their wing and they responded out of love for me . . and now they are stuck carving a pumpkin this afternoon. haha 😉
Until next time.
<3tasha
