Moments were messy this week.
Tangled words and emotions and morning tears.
Highlighted with glimpses of glory but sobering undertones.
The continued excitement of teaching,
and the struggle to inspire dreams.
How do you teach hope?
The look of joy on each child's face as they receive lunch
and the sickening feeling that this is the first meal they've had all week.
How do you soothe a hunger that isn't rooted in the stomach but the heart?
The words of thanks after a mother has served her community,
and the sadness of knowing this is the first time she's been seen as capable.
How do you speak life changing worth into a woman in only nine days?
The gift of feedback,
and the processing and tears which follow.
How do you tend to six different wounds at once and remain whole?
Going back to the village where I first held this beauty,
and she being no where in sight.
How do you truly and fully settle in your heart, the pain of entrusting little ones to our Heavenly Father?
Week eleven moments:: you reminded me daily to make my home in Jesus. Being on the race doesn't mean I always get it right, it doesn't fill me with joy or wisdom or grace by default. You reminded me of my need to surrender take up my cross moment by moment.
To abide in love.
