Twelve days left, and it seems there's been a turn. Didn't exactly premeditate what I would write for this blog, but have felt an urge to for once just throw up a short blog...
There has been an unexplainable turn these past days in my heart for this place, these people. Again, I can't exactly explain it, but my heart seems to have developed more than a pity love for the Haitian people. Sure, pity still remains in areas, but at the core i feel a love more like that which our Lord might have for them. A hurt for those who are lost spiritually... being with them, serving them, even when they don't serve themselves. All the while my imperfections seem to shine all the brighter when standing next to theirs... so much in that statement.
I stood on the roof a couple mornings right after sunrise (as the stinkin roosters continue to crow!) meeting Him for my morning quiet time, and worshiping with some good tunes... The song "god of this city" came on, and as the words 'for greater things have yet to come, and greater things are still to be done in this city' were sung, I lost it. He absolutely is! He is God of this city too... He is God of my heart, my life, and yours... and yes, believe it.. greater things are yet to be done!
I sat the other night with our three little boys on my lap and to their entertainment thumbed through an album on my phone which has all my photos from the last year. I'm not sure the last time I had looked at these photos as a whole, if ever. But my heart overflowed with thanksgiving at the blessings which have come my way, people, places, experiences the like. Whether it was Vail, Peru, Costa Rica, Seattle, road trips, weddings, Denver, San Diego wherever. Then as the timeline progressed, remembering how all along the way it was in increasing measure that I trusted his hand in my life, and in increasing measure that he met me. When ever shall I not trust his providence? Always friends... challenge me on this.
Recently the water project has been put on hold as we're trying to get the units unlocked from the port... until then we continue teaching at the Orphanage (which has been awesome and given me a WHOLE NEW appreciation for my elementary teachers.. shoot). But as the end draws near, it seems daily new apprehensions about my return settle in my head (nothinghecanthandle), but its good... perfect actually.
Remember on this the day where so many conspired against our King, that He is in fact risen... For you, for me, for all. As I sat in as teacher with the first graders today, it was so raw hearing their understanding of easter as we did arts and craft time... all of the kids choosing the easter theme for their craft. So much to ponder... I need to catch it before it settles.
He is exalted! Pray not for a direction to be led, but rather that He would lead you.
Here's to a random blog post!
Cheers!
