hello people reading this 

 

I have 2 weeks left in Guatemala.

 

my heart physically hurts.

 

it’s the most beautiful type of hurt I’ve ever experienced, but it hurts. 

 

This hurt is actually just overwhelming gratitude.

 

so much thankfulness.

 

this beautiful freaking country, now forever has a piece of my heart.

 

I can’t believe it.

 

I can’t believe the Father, has allowed me to walk alongside him, in all the things HE was already doing here. 

 

I find myself breaking out into tears, because I love this place so much, and I love the people who have been pushing me to be the woman God has called me to be. 

 

One day last week, I was in Refuge ( a coffee shop full of people I love) and I was talking to my friend Jeofrey and I started crying. I said I was heartbroken that our time is coming to an end so quickly here in Guatemala. 

 

Jeofrey said, “You think you are sad, we only get to be a small part of this incredible Journey. A small part, because we know God has so much more for you. You have to walk in that.” 

 

wait hold up. 

 

For a while, I just couldn’t believe that it could get any better than this. That I could grow anymore. I’m so drained, but so filled at the same time, because of this season of growth. 

 

The people here are incredible, and it hurts that I have to say goodbye. Should I still love deeply? Should I still pour my heart out in the next country? Because this hurts. Ahhhh 

 

What the heck. Of course I should. This is the best thing that has ever happened. Receiving a love, that comes from a love that we can’t even comprehend. 

 

And it only gets better. 

 

Being reminded that I’ve experienced this beautiful season and this time, but he’s not wanting me to settle for silver..

 

Because next he has Gold..

 

And then after that,

 

He has pearls for me.

 

That may not even be revealed on the race, but I know that it doesn’t stop here. (Atleast right now anyway) 

 

so here’s 2 more weeks of crying and being so filled with love and joy and the overwhelming goodness of the Fathers presence, here in one of my homes, Guatemala. 

 

A time to rest in his faithfulness, and rest in his goodness.

 

can’t wait to do this 3 more times, because man it’s so beautiful. 

 

thanks God.