Have you ever been so in love with a moment, you weren’t sure that you wanted it to end? I’m sure you have. I want you to think of that and remember what it is you saw. Was it a smile? An amazing scene of nature? Or a fluid movement of hands as they intertwined with yours? Whatever it is, I want you to try and think about what about that moment made it so beautiful. I want you to capture it and really think about it. I’m sure it’s something worth holding onto and remembrance is something so important to us all. Here in Africa, my moment of pure beauty is getting baptized in the Indian Ocean. I’m not sure I’ve fully processed it, but what I can share with you is that I remember seeing ribbons of light. When I was raising out of the perfectly warm waters of Mozambique, I saw ribbons of light. That’s something I will truly cherish forever. The fact that it was by people I had just met blows my mind. I have known our host family for all of 3 weeks of my entire life and I already have so much love for them. When they ask me if I’ll return, it hurts me to have to say I’m not sure if I will ever see them again. I know in my heart how badly I want to say yes, but it’s a promise I can’t make at the moment. The only thing that gives me peace is knowing I will see them again on the other side. For some reason I really felt the Lord laying on my heart to remember. I’m not sure what it is that he wants me to remember exactly, but I know I kept hearing it and it kept popping up in everyday life. There’s so much mystery left to it, but for right now I’ve chosen to remember their faces. To really remember them. Their smiles, and the warmth of their eyes. Remember Alisha, Alisha.
Love,
Alisha
