These last four weeks have gone by amazingly fast.  Hence, speed "dating."  Ok, ok, I know I like to dish out the cheesy jokes.  My nickname should be Gouda or something.  ๐Ÿ™‚

But all kidding aside, the Lord has opened my eyes to a lot the last 28 days.  I've seen things that I wish didn't exist.  I've felt more heartbroken than I thought possible.  I've watched joy fill a woman's eyes just because my team and I have valued her in a way she's never felt before.  I've worked in a swamp (never thought that would happen ๐Ÿ™‚ ).  I've experienced the Lord's power as He has orchestrated divine interactions and conversations, as well as witnessing His constant protection as we walk through a city so broken and dark.  He's pushed me, challenged me and stretched me. It's been a great four weeks.

Tonight we head out for our final night of bar ministry.  I don't know how I'm going to feel as we say goodbye to the women we've been pouring ourselves into and playing (multiple) games of Jenga and Connect Four with. ๐Ÿ™‚  I imagine sadness will be there, but I find myself resting in the fact that the Lord knew how long we would be ministering in Phuket before time began.  He knew who we would meet, who we would serve and who we would pray for and with.  Everything is in His hands and we must trust His plan for our lives and theirs.  His work is never over.  I know He will continue bringing people here to pour out His Kingdom.  I'm thankful for the time He has given us here and I'm expectant about what is to come.