I’m home. 270ish days later and I’m home. I don’t really have the right words yet. I’m thankful, I’m sad, I’m excited, I’m nervous, I’m overwhelmed. Name an emotion, I probably have it.
It’s weird being home. It’s weird being with one family and not another. It’s weird not sleeping in a tiny bed and waking up to the sound of doors or laughter or worship workshop Monday. Being alone is an adjustment.
I’ve lived with six girls, day in and day out, everyday for the last nine months. They’d be the first people I see when I wake up and the last to see before I fall asleep. For 270 days, we built incredible friendships solely centered around the Lord. We shared everything. Pillowtalk? We were experts at that. In Guatemala, my team was actually known as the ones who always went to bed at seven, but the truth is, we’d just spend hours talking and laughing and dancing and making up weird songs. Those are the things I remember the most.
We were a team who loved hard, and sometimes that was really, really hard, but gosh those girls are the best girls I know. We laughed together and we cried together. They’re slow to speak and quick to listen. They are so kind. They’re funny and talented and loving and patient and wise. They don’t hold back. They call people higher. They invite others in. They’re leaders. They really will do incredible things.
John 13:35 “By this they’ll know you are my disciples, if you love one another.” Wow, when I look at them, I see Jesus. I see women who fear the Lord and love him more than anything. I see women who would literally do anything to obey what He asks of them, even if it’s the hardest thing they’ve ever had to walk through. I see women who are true disciples.
Team Agape, thank you. Thank you for loving me despite the ugly and the baggage and all that comes with it. Thank you for meeting me in every season and loving me through it. Thank you for being people who love unconditionally, not expecting anything in return. Thank you for being people who push and pull and don’t expect comfort, and thank you for showing me all different faces of Jesus.
Been a few days too long since I’ve seen y’all and I miss ya already. Maybe someday soon we can make popcorn and laugh about all the memories we made in the last nine months?
