I have never felt more full of joy in my life. I knew that I was fully alive and awake in the Lord in that moment.
No, that moment wasn’t bungee jumping or skydiving or shark cage diving. I’ve never done any of those things actually.
My outlook on life was changed when I spent a week at Alta du Toit, a home for intellectually and physically disabled adults in a suburb of Cape Town.
That moment was the Afrikaans gibberish followed by laughter.
That moment was the embrace that lasted 5 minutes because Brian didn’t want to let go.
That moment was a simple “Hello” in the assembly line.
That moment was the made-up sign language because we don’t speak the same the language.
That moment was a crazy dance during the regular Friday free afternoon.
That moment was the prayers spoken by the residents that moved me to tears on what was supposed to be our last day.
That moment was realizing the child-like faith that was surrounding me.
That moment was looking around at the people and finally knowing how God feels with His overflowing love for all of His children.
It was in that moment that I felt the love of God and felt the way God loves.
