Three, almost four, months ago I sat in the Houston international airport during my unexpected layover preparing for my heart for what was to come.
In November the Lord spoke to me to return to Guatemala and join the Adventures Base. I knew what He had in store would be new, that it would be different than anything I had ever expected and He was right.
Before I left in the fall, vision was casted about having a team in Antigua and a team in the Lake Atitlan. After spending three months in Antigua, I became attached, I knew the area, and it was comfortable. But during my layover, the Lord made it clear that He was calling me to the uncomfortable and the unknown, which meant I was heading to the Lake. After my flight, it was confirmed that I would be joining the Lake team.
So we set out to pioneer this new place and even though it was not my first choice, the Lord captured my heart there. He taught me who HE is, He confirmed who I am in Him, He taught me what it means to live and be in family, He confirmed time and time again that I hear His voice, He taught me how to love selflessly, He showed me His heart for His people and so much more, in which I will always be in awe of.
However, in the past month there have been some new changes. With team members heading back to the States and with a new vision cast to reach out and minister to orphanages, the decision was made for the Lake team to move and join the Antigua team. I am glad we are here and I am excited for the fruit that is being produced from this new vision. But I would be lying if I said I wasn’t grieving what was.
I was reading back through old journal entries and found this quick excerpt:
I often find myself on the bank of the lake staring off at this magnificent view. I become mesmerized with each crashing wave as it flows in and back out from the larger body it came from. I look at the massive volcano that borders the water in which its heights extends into the heavens. On a clear night, when the clouds have parted you can see the lights from the surrounding towns illuminate and reflect light on the water.
I look at this and cannot deny my creator. There is so much life in such a contained area that it seems a bit unreasonable.
And it was! I absolutely enjoyed my time at Lake Atitlan. I count it as a blessing that I was able to serve with such an incredible team in such an amazing place. If the Lord has taught me anything, I’ve learned that we did not spend that time in vain. I am not who I was and Lake Atitlan is not the same because of the path we primed.
Yes, my heart aches for what was, but I know what He has now and what He has in Antigua is good. As we go, He continues to show up, He continues to speak, He continues to reveal who He is.
