Today, the lord has revealed the power of tears to me. On our way home from price mart, we happened to stop at a stop sign and our driver recodnized a 12 year old boy who left the Sus Hijos boys house and had been living on the street for the past couple of months. His name is Brian. He was dirty, hungry, and begging for food. As soon as we got home, my new family (Team Atlas) went to go do some laundry and I decided to have some personal time with the lord. About 10 min later, I just found myself just crying on the ground after thinking of this kid, that I barely know anything about. I felt for the kid and I saw myself in him, and it just broke my heart. As I cried, I just saw the lord opening his arm and telling me that he has a plan for the kid. I trust in the lord with all my heart, so I sat up and knew that everything was gonna be alright. I will continue to pray for Brian but I need to understand that life is hard, and that accepting the things I’m going to see during the world race is going to be even harder.
