I asked God to romance me this month. My soul has been craving intimacy with Him. I find myself turning my relationship with God into something that looks more like religion than a relationship as I follow all the “rules” of setting aside time to spend with Him each day but then speaking so much that I haven’t learned how to listen to His still, small voice. 

I am slowly reaching desperation in my quest to feel and experience God in a tangible, intimate way.

I want to stand in awe of Him.

But I don’t know how. And I am at the end of myself.

So I asked God to romance me. To do little things this month that showcases His love for me. I told Him I needed to take a step back from all my Bible Studies and my desperate prayers where I beg Him to speak to me. I told Him I needed to slow down long enough to allow Him to reveal Himself to me.   I needed to be still long enough to actually hear when He is speaking. 

So what does He do?

First He brings some pretty amazing people to speak life into me for a couple of days. To speak on His behalf and tell me how He feels about me, the work that He is doing in me, and how I am going to be changed this month.

And then He plants me smack dab in the middle of ….

Nowhere.

I find myself in a little village outside of Si Sa Ket. I actually don’t even know the name of the village where I am staying but I can tell you a couple things about it; It is incredibly small, none of the villagers speak English, there is not much to do here, and there is nowhere to go to escape.

No coffee shops, no malls, no restaurants, no alone time, no wi-fi to call home. 

And the first thing my missionary contacts tell us is that this month we will have plenty of time to get alone before God.

I find myself in the very center of God’s will this month as He shows me how to stop doing and simply “be.” I am recognizing that a smile goes a long way when I want to show the love of Jesus to someone who doesn’t understand my words. I am learning what it looks like to grasp the fact that I am made in the image of God and I am representing Him with my every action. I am learning that time is something I always have to offer and that playing games with little girls and attempting to teach them English matters even when it may feel like it’s small and meaningless. 
I play soccer with little all-stars who chant my name the entire game (“oooh sar-da!”)
 
I go for my afternoon jog and turn around to discover 5 girls behind me. I take their hands and they run with me the entire way. 

I walk the dirt roads and I pray over the village and intercede on their behalf.
 
I dance with the kids. I laugh. I hug. I have hours each day to be silent before God.
 
And I realize when I slow down a little that God has been romancing me all along, I just hadn’t stopped long enough to recognize it. He is romancing me through the dancing, the laughter, the hugs, the alone time with Him.  
 
And I discover how happy I am here. I love that God brought me
 to a little village and allowed me to have a month to “just be.”