When I look at the calender and see that I’ve been in Colombia for two weeks, that feels surreal.
I remember seeing the sunrise through the bars in the window on my first day in Filandia.
I really wanted to see what was on the other side of the hill right in front of me. But since I didn’t know if it was safe and everyone was asleep, I felt I should stay inside.
Later, I found such a beautiful view on the other side. I was instantly captivated by the village. It’s weird to say that within 2 days I felt at home, and this little village won my heart.
I love farms and horses, especially. Outside the bedroom window there are horses who come up to the window and let you pet them. There are trails to hike and so much beauty that my heart hurts as I take it all in. I have tried to find words to express it, however I come up empty.
We can’t go out without seeing a kid or person we know on the streets.
I’ve made friends in 2 weeks that feel like life-long friends. I feel so sad when I see that I only have 2 weeks left with these friends. That shouldn’t happen. But, it does. Before, I had doubts about the impact we could have staying only one month. But now, I know God can make a year happen within a month. And if we allow him to guide us he will also make a year’s impact within a second.
Rather than letting the feeling of dread take over, I pray that God gives me the strength to embrace and enjoy as he fast forwards another six months within the next 2 weeks. For He goes before me and I’m happy to follow Him.
