For the past 12 days, I've been fielding some variation of this question.
For the past 12 days, I've had a difficult time finding the answer.
I've spoken so little of my journey to Peru that people might wonder if it meant anything to me at all. In truth, those 10 days of my life meant more than just about anything I've ever experienced. I feel a little of how I imagine Mary did after Jesus was born. While others around her were glorifying and praising God, Mary treasured up all these things, pondering them in her heart. (Luke 2:19, ESV). Not that I've come close to giving birth to the Savior, but I did spend nearly a year preparing for this mission trip. I looked forward to it, talked about it practically non-stop, and prayed about the work God would accomplish in and through me.
And now it's done.
And there are no words that can possibly explain how God has changed my life irrevocably.
And yet somehow I will try.
7 comments:
That is incredible. I'm glad you had the experience. I have never gone on a mission trip and have often wondered if I would be any good at going on one. Though I feel I should definately go on one.
Heidi
can't even wait to hear whatever your heart can put into words.
xoxo
I can certainly understand your difficulty in expressing what a trip like that must have been like. It's not easy to describe places and people and experiences so radically different. A mission trip I once went on I did not even take photos - partly because my camera was junk but also for the reason you mentoined here. It just seemed a thing to ponder in my heart.
Just a quick little hello and an encouragement to keep pondering until you're ready to share...if ever. Some things may never come out to the rest of the world, being too dear and too intimate for mass consumption.
Much love,
Joanne
Can wait for the attempt!
I know that feeling of not knowing how to put it into words, hope you do soon, though!
Looking forward to reading....I love your blog..
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