Driving through sunflower fields, sitting beside, and with a few of my favorite people, leaving Romania. That’s where I am.
Leaving month 10.
Leaving a country where we experienced tangible spiritual oppression.
Where the Lord revealed to me gifts he has established within me.
Where he used my squadmates to encourage me and redeem the fear and lie of not being wanted.
Month 10. It was a good month. It was a hard month. It was a month full of community, laughter, tears, conversations, goodbyes, oppression and intimacy.
Tomorrow we fly to our last country — SPAIN. A place so near and dear to my heart. A place I lived and a place I love.
At the beginning of this journey, I never thought this day would come. I read blogs of racers in month 11 and thought our time would never come, it was so far away. — But now, looking back, it wasn’t that far away. The moments, the days, the weeks…they flew by and here we are, about to step onto the soil of our last ministry country before returning back to the states.
I pray that as we walk the Camino De Santiago, the Lord heals hurts, brings clarity, and helps us process this year with each step we take. I pray for intimacy in friendship and with the Lord. I pray for healing of not only bodies, but also of hearts. I pray for sweet moments that will be cherished for the rest of our lives.
I see the Camino as a visual of what we have experienced for the last year.
Exhausting.
Hard.
An accomplishment.
A time to actively choose joy.
A time to grow deeper in friendship and relationship.
A time to process and grow.
A walk with the Father.
Thank you, Romania, (God really) for showing me I have gifts, for helping me step into those gifts, for giving me the opportunity to be with people I love and for carrying me 1 step closer to home. I will miss your people, I will miss your hospitality…but I’m thankful for what I’ve learned and how I’ve grown.
On to month 11.
