Well, month one of ministry on my trip is now over. It's almost a bit crazy to think that I'm a month in at this point. Leaving the Life homes this morning I just kept hoping that I did something worthwhile with my month. No matter how much I keep reminding myself that this trip is not about me, I catch myself being selfish far too often.
Last night as we were preparing to say good-bye to all the kids. Javier, the director of the Life homes, and several of the people we've been working with all month suprised us.
They washed our feet. They prayed over each one of us. They served us with love. I didn't know what to think in that moment. There I was with my dirty, unbelievably smelly feet, and they were washed by the very people we came to serve. Everyone there blessed me beyond belief, and I can't even imagine having a better first month.It was tough leaving that place behind though.
I must preach the kingdom of God to the other cities also, because for this purpose I have been sent."
~Luke 4:43
That pretty much sums up why I gotta keep going though. God has been growing me and stretching alot in this first month and I can't wait to see what He does with the rest of my life.
