The Philippines. I don’t even know where to start because I’m conflicted by so many emotions. The time I spent here has come and gone so quickly; I sit here and wonder if I had just dreamt it.
As we only have a couple of more days at the school (the place I’ve been teaching students, hanging out with them, laughing, playing games and ultimately sharing the love of Christ the past 3 months) I can feel my heart slowly breaking. The students here have been beyond incredible.
Every day I got to see their smiling faces and their joyful hearts…many people would see just that, but I’ve seen underneath that mask too. Where there’s pain and suffering. As the kids let down their walls and invited me inside, I saw a lot of hurt that I tried to help them with. But then again I know there’s only so much that I can do. I’m not the one who heals, but God. There’s no doubt in my mind that He can mend up broken hearts and make them whole again.
My continual prayer for every student at Valenzuela Christian School is that they continue to grow in the likeness of Christ. That every one of them will know that they are made with a purpose. That they each are intricately woven together by God in secret! (Psalm 139:15-16) That they will intimately know the vast love God has for them.
My eyes yearn to foresee the children grow and know God, but I know my time here is finished. I trust God will forever be with them. I rest my peace and joy into his hands.
As I soon leave the Philippines and fly over to South Africa I have a very strong feeling that God will work wonders like I’ve never before seen. May His glory be shown and His name be praised!
