I want to start out with something I wrote on one of the hours of flying in the air a week ago.
“In the airport on September 9th preparing for the flight that would take me away from the home I always knew I wrote a blog, “Thank you just can’t do the job”. I meant that then. But as I sit in on the plane preparing for a landing that will take me away from this adventure I will never forget, those words carry a new weight. This year has been the best year of my life. I may forget some moments but I can never forget the impact. And I hope to never let you forget the impact too. You, my family, supporters, friends, prayer warriors, encouragers: Thank you. Thank you for financially sending me on this journey across the seas. Thank you for writing me letters so full of love and life. Thank you for the words you spoke over me and the prayers you covered me in as I was leaving and since I have been gone. Thank you for reading my blogs, and having patience when I didn’t. (This one is especially for you Paw Paw. I know you checked almost everyday). Thank you for loving me so well. Loving me like Jesus as I tried to do the same to the people I’ve encountered. And thank you for believing in me, well the Spirit of God alive in me. Thank you just can’t do the job. It can’t come close. It fails to even put a nick on the surface. This year has been the most indescribably full year of my life and I thank you. God worked. God drastically worked. No matter what you or I did, this would still be true, but if it weren’t for y’all my experience would be not be the same. THANK YOU! I love you and I thank you more and more each day.”
I have stepped into how personal God is and my feet have sunk deep. He is MY God. No longer a God I can pray to, but my Savior I need to cry out to. No longer a Father I can turn to, but my Abba I get to run to for refuge, comfort and everything. He is my love, my lifeline, my joy. He is mine. I have to take a breath and look away every time I really think about that. It is hard to allow that fact to sink in. He is mine. Who can say that? I can. What! Me? Yeah…me and you too. I read a quote a few months back that settled pretty deep.
“An infinite God can give all of Himself to each of His children. He does not distribute Himself that each may have a part, but to each one He gives all of Himself as fully as if there were no others.” A.W. Tozer
He is fully my God, but He is fully yours too. Hmm. Can you believe this is our God? This is the one who lavished me with a nine month journey orchestrated down to every moment. A journey lived in community just as I imagine God intended it. A journey which led me to masterpieces that could only be thought of by the Creator himself, and to witness wonders before my very eyes. A journey that sparked friendships that will last the ages. And a journey that brought me desperate before His own very feet.
He spoiled me with this adventure, but I know there is more to come. More to come for me, and for you.
