Nepal was… a really good month. I don’t think I realized it at the time, but India was really difficult for me. Getting to know everyone on the squad, having to adjust to my first month on the race, it was really hard on my spirit. But because India was only our first month, I didn’t feel like it was okay to say that it had already been difficult. And not allowing myself to recognize that it actually was difficult for me set me back.
But in Nepal, when the Grace family accepted us without a second thought, showered us with love and care and acceptance, constantly there for all of us, friends but more importantly family, God really renewed my spirit.
Nepal was challenging, but because of the support I had, it was the kind of challenge that caused growth. Like exercising, the little spiritual muscle tears I had made only built me up, rather than slowly tear me down. Using the physical challenges to wear me down, God really used Nepal to break me down, and then start building me back up from scratch. He taught me to believe and hope in Him, His power, and His transformation.
So, thanks for all the interesting memories Nepal. Of dinner in our little room at Gresom’s house, reading with Taylor in the stairwell of our apartment, Gresom playing the guitar, swinging in the mountains, of bumpy roads and Ed Sheeran playing all the time. Of climbing 77 steps up to our church in Gorhka, waking up to find the white tips of mountains rather than clouds greeting me, of quiet times on the roof, of laughter and hopping on Halloween, of the feeling of brokeness transforming into renewal and a new me in Christ Jesus. Thanks for the memories, Nepal.
