coming into the race, nine months seemed like the longest time ever. and everyone said it was going to fly by, but just like high school, summer, senior year, all the things i thought were going to take forever to come and then forever to get through, the race seems like it has been sped up a hundred times that.
month one on the race looked a lot like internal struggles. figuring out the truths about who the lord calls me. breaking habits and creating new ones. it looked like adjustment and vulnerability and growth.
so let me tell you about month two.
for starters. it started yesterday and somehow i am already in my second weekend of my third month.
month two has looked like dancing in the rain. a day full of baptisms. team dinners. so many facetime dates with people back home. painting. lots of it. dancing with my best friends at the old folks home so appropriately named “the glory years”, prayer time in our giant front yard, doctors visits, our month one debrief, cliff jumping, so much time of worshipping with my squad, learning how to implement introvert time while being in constant community, hugs and hand holding with my precious fourth graders, getting to pursue real relationships with my parents, gardening, so many coffee shops, grocery shopping, joy in the life of everyday ministry, making goodie bags for our 500 students, having our last day of school and facing our first goodbyes in guatemala, walking in sunshine, sitting and basking in it really, writing raps for our leaders, reading, thrift shopping, days of heavy hearts, a huge megabed for all of my teammates and i to sleep on, dancing in the park, face painting, halloween in another country, and pursuing so much intimacy with the father.
it sounds like a lot, right?
because it is. it is my life. it is about pursuing community and intimacy with the father. its about living my life so missionally that it doesn’t matter if i am at a specific ministry day, place, or time. that the father actually works in my life all the time. because thats how good he is. and how jealous he is for me and my time and my heart.
so to update you as best as i can, i love my life. the lord moves here and there and everywhere and i am so blessed that i get to walk in expectancy for him to reveal such stinking crazy stuff to me. guatemala is beautiful. i am learning what intimacy with the lord looks like. i have one month left and then somehow i am already done with one third of the race. i am constantly learning and laughing. emotional breakdowns are normal. but oh so healthy. my biggest lesson from month two is that i love my team. i love how perfectly the lord pieced us all together. i have never laughed more. i have never had so many hugs and cuddles in such a short amount of time. i don’t know how i did life without them.
the lord is continuing to work in our ministry in this last month of guatemala. I’m continuing to sing love songs to the father all the days. i am continuing to understand that i get to step into joy and peace and that the lord creates the paths in which my feet move towards, i am continuing to see heavens dew drop on all the seeds i have the privilege of planting for my father, the greatest gardener.
thanks for loving on me so well, whether i see you everyday or you’re 2000 miles away.
signing off for now,
charlie <3
