It hit me yesterday that I have less than a week left in Central America.
It hit me yesterday that I have been on the race for longer than three months.
It hit me that instead of "Pelon" or "Gordo", one of the street kids here at Zion's Gate called me by my name with a smile on his face.
It hit me that I referred to my tent as my "bachelor pad" without any joking intened….
It hit me the other day I helped a brother in Los Pinos haul water up a hill so that he could cook/clean/drink/live life without having to worry too much without expecting a thank you. (It also hit me that, while I've lost a considerable amount of weight, I need to lose more).
It hit me that laughter really is the best medicine. It's an unexplainable gift of God.
It hit me that God used the untimely deaths of my friends to minister to a woman who's husband had a similar death (and that God really can redeem your pain if you let Him).
It hit me that I've written more sermons in the past three months than I have written in my entire life.
It hit me that we all need a good dose of nonsense daily.
It hit me that while I desire to be married someday, I enjoy being single.
It hit me that when you shave off all your hair, they should offer you a complimentary bottle of sunscreen.
It hit me that trusting God is the only place I want to be, even if that means I'm lacking some security in other areas.
It hit me that I really enjoy a good cup of coffee. (One of Life's simple pleasures).
It hit me that I am now relishing prayer time as much as I do conversations with people.
It hit me that I have things that need to be healed.
It hit me that God is making me into the man He wants me to become.
