It is hard to believe our first month of the race is almost
over. My team and I have worked hard,
and it is beginning to show. Rooms are freshly painted, closets are organized,
clothes are in order, and walls are scrubbed. At the end of most days we are
exhausted and our feet are aching, but it reminds us that we have been
productive and that hopefully God is glorified. The homeless and needy that
walk through the doors may never see or notice the product of our hard work,
but it has been worth it. As I think of the blessings that God gives me each
day that I do not thank Him for or even notice, I am humbled and grateful to be
able to serve His poor children, even if they do not know it.
Each day that I work here, I leave some of my heart. In a
few days I will be getting on a plane, traveling to another country, and
beginning to work with a completely new ministry, and leaving a little bit more
of my heart there. This cycle will repeat itself 10 more times. As hard as it
will be to leave I can only pray that what I have done has reflected the love
of Jesus and move on to serve more of God’s beloved creation. However it is the life God has called me to
for these 11 months: a life of hellos and goodbyes, loving and leaving, a life
of constant transition. These months are going to stretch and break me over and
over, but I know that the end result is worth it.
On Tuesday my squad and I will board a plane to fly to
Bucharest, Romania then travel to our ministry site from there. I am excited to
see what God has in store for us next, but it will be hard leaving the people
who have blessed me so much here.
