Here we are, a week into the world race and I’m learning that I am very much a morning person. Mornings have been my absolute favorite part so far here at the base. Costa Rica is beautiful and wakes up each day just before 6. A morning at the base looks a lot like kids running around a playground. Everyone here loves to start their morning off spending time with the Lord before even having breakfast. People hungry for a relationship with the father. The other day I found myself sitting in the main room just watching all the chaos as people got ready before all of the teams went our seperate ways into ministry. People running around singing and laughing. Dancing back and forth from outside to inside. Clothes hanging out to dry along the whole yard. Some people hammocking on the back porch others drinking coffee around the table together. Each girl wearing something that someone else just wore yesterday. Teams packing our PB&J’s for the day. The sound of the egg pan being washed in the kitchen over some conversation is like music to my ears. Kacie Tillman’s voice overflows through the whole house along with Kinze’s laugh and Brooklyn’s adorable snort. You could spot Sydney’s smile from a mile away. The boys joke as they say “happy first day of school” before everyone heads out. Beans and rice every morning hasn’t gotten old yet and I hope it never does. Nathan takes a taste of my coffee each morning and tells me I will love black coffee soon. I laugh as I tell him I’ll use less milk tomorrow. Coffee cup conversations never run dry swinging next to Brittany Dean. The sun begins to shine through the windows onto the red tile floor. Abba’s presence feels so alive here. A few days ago a local Pastor came and spoke to us, during our time with him he brought up how each person has a piece of Jesus in them. I’ve been thinking about that ever since. As I get to know my squad and watch how they love on each other I can’t help but see Jesus through them. No one seems to be grumpy in the mornings. Each morning I wake up, look around and can’t help but smile. Not only do I get to live this life in this place but I get to do it with such incredible brothers and sisters. Growing up my house was always pretty quiet in the mornings. Here is so different. I love the mornings. I love getting up when the sun does. I love waking up alongside this family and doing life with them. I love starting my day in the word. I love sitting outside listening to the birds chirp and seeing the beautiful views Costa Rica has to offer as I get to talk to the father. Building a strong relationship with Him. Learning how He can speak to me through these mornings has been so sweet and it’s only been a week. Today I praise Abba for this space and this community. I pray I never forgot the tiny details with my squad that make mornings some of the best ever and that I never lose my love for mornings with them this year. Here’s to many more mornings to come this year.
Thanks for reading.
love always, Cass
