I’ll miss waking up every morning to so many faces and spending all day everyday with people that I really love. Never going to sleep without someone close. Knowing that I always have someone to talk to. To laugh with or cry on their shoulder or just be with. Being in community that loves the Lord so much, that is not something that I have ever experienced.
Having dirty feet and not caring, never worrying about makeup or my wardrobe because I only own 3 outfits. And working until I am tired and sweaty and coated with dirt.
Eating new foods and learning about new cultures. Living in a way that constantly strives to invite strangers in. Talking to new faces everyday, being a vessel for joy and hope, and seeing smiles that light up a room.
Riding on tap taps and trikes and jeepneys. All of which are overcrowded and hot and dirt cheap.
LOVING the little parts of my days. Like the times when I do devo in the morning and it’s just me and God, or when I have a chance to get coffee, or my cold bucket shower at the end of each day.
Telling my neighbors and the store clerks I meet what I believe in as I buy food or wait outside for my teammates. Making funny faces at street kids and passing out hand written letters to people I’ll probably never see again. Praying for strangers because why not, and living boldly enough that people wonder what about us is different. Serving in random and funny ways, like hosting a pancake night or taking street boys out for ice cream.
Walking up and down the streets of foreign countries and being berated by colorful fruit stands and market places and little shops.
Team times that seem tedious but bring us together as body. Crazy worship that makes me want to laugh just cause I’m way too happy to stay silent. Praying loud and living an unapologetically BOLD life. Stepping out of my comfort zone, like speaking to almost 50 prisoners about healing and redemption and Jesus.
Asking people around me what they are learning about God, and always having them give me sincere answers, I just love that. Crazy that we are all learning new lessons and hold a different inventory of knowledge. God’s cool like that.
Long travel days that leave me exhausted and hungry and confused about what time it is, but give me literal days to just talk and sing and be with best friends. Dancing in parking lots with strangers and laughing with the homeless because I don’t have money to handout, but I always have my time.
Sparking conversations with public transportation drivers about how great the Lord is, and being spontaneous and willing to go wherever whenever because life right now just isn’t about me is it?
Living a life full of the spirit alongside a group of people who have the same drive and desire. Worship nights and long hot days and feeling overwhelmingly excited when I have a chance to eat fresh fruit. Seeing new places, and living in a state of constant shock at how crazy beautiful life is.
That’s what I’m going to miss in 10 days.
