All month long, I’ve been saying this month would be fine if it weren’t so inhumanly cold.
And for the past week, me and my team have been waking up every morning counting down the days til we get to Peru(aka 70 degree weather).
Last night as I laid in my bed shivering for the second to last night, I prayed, “God, thank you that this isn’t the only place I’m going. I’m sorry my attitude kind of sucked, but at least I get 10 more chances to be good.”
And God asked me, “What happens when you’re in South Africa and all you have to look forward to is America?”
I rolled my eyes and started to say that every other month won’t be like this one, but I realized: yes, no other month will be this cold, but they won’t be perfect either. There will be places where I hate sleeping on thr floor with lots of bugs. There will be some where I hate the food. I won’t always love our ministry. Sometimes we’ll have squatty potties and no showers.
Every month will probably come with at least one reason to wish for the next month. But I can’t let myself live like that.
I need to pretend that every month is my last month. Instead of counting the reasons why the next country will be better, I need to look for reasons why I never want to leave.
Thank you God for teaching me this after Month 1, instead of Month 10.
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