Well, here we are, friends. It is the final few days of this adventure. I begin my return to the States on Friday, with my feet touching American soil at approximately 8:00 a.m. EST on Saturday morning.
I have loved this season of life. I am thankful the Lord called me to this journey, for I have learned much and seen much. More importantly, I have been refined much.
But, it is time for the end and I am ready.
I am expectant. I am eager. For I am entering into another adventure, which many of you will be hearing about very soon.
But, as this season closes, I have spent much time reflecting and remembering.
Remembering timeless moments when all the world stilled. Remembering tears streaming down my face and laughter skipping off my lips. Remembering faces etched into the recesses of my memory. Remembering murmured prayers and bold declarations. Remembering feelings of loneliness and abandonment, companionship and love. Remembering hopes, expectations, and promises. Remembering who I was at the beginning of 2013. Remembering the work of the Lord as He transformed me into who I am now at the end of 2013.
Remembering.
Throughout Scripture, we are told to remember. To remember, that we might rightly glorify the Lord God for who He is and what He has done.
I have reflected. I have meditated. I have built my altars of remembrance.
And, I will return to these altars with prayers of thanksgiving—sweet incense rising as a pleasing sacrifice to the Lord.
In honor of remembering, when I return to the States, I will be sharing a tiny glimpse into some of my memories of each month this past year via this blog. However, mostly, I would love to sit down and share some space with you lovely people. I want to enter more fully into your stories, your memories, your built altars.
I am so looking forward to it.
See you soon!
xo
