wallowing

I write about missing Haiti a lot, but it is because most days I cannot escape the heartbreak. I only want my feet on Haitian soil. Some days are harder than others, and some days, like Haiti, are a beautiful juxtapositions of joy and heartbreak. I am joyful because I have precious servant friends serving God in my home. I am heartbroken because they are there and I simply am not. This feeling is different from envy, it is much deeper, but it is impatience. My impatience is unfair to God, who has a perfect plan. He is gracious though, and He will let me rest in it anyway. Sometimes, God just allows us to wallow in a pint of ice cream while He holds our hand. I believe, He lets me thirst to be in Haiti so deeply because this keeps the fire lit, this keeps me going when the stress of picking up and moving to a third world country feels unbearable. The to-do list is growing but my desire grows faster. I pray for my friends, I shed a few tears and I work on my to-do list because His ways are perfect and there is a race to run.

worry, get out of here

Currently, I am trying to teach my preschoolers the word "unique", while I myself am learning how unique our God really is. His sense of humor and ability to meet us right where we are continues to amaze me. This week, I again had sweet time with precious friends as I begin to feel the transition out of a difficult season and into one of blessings and grace. Our gracious Lord also got my attention through a few "unique" avenues; prophecy, white water rafting, a John Mayer song and a lost house key.

Yesterday, while white water rafting, I learned about just riding the wave, and I think it is safe to say that there is a bigger lesson for us in that.  

 

I'll carry you home tonight.

Pausing for a moment, to reflect on how grateful I am to have celebrated such beautiful love and spend precious time with so many friends.

 

"Tonight we are young.
So let’s set the world on fire,
we can burn brighter than the sun."


Go set the world on fire ladies. 
xoxo

the queen

I know some really incredible people. 

In fact, I know that God put this special lady in my life, so that I could say "yes" when I heard His voice.

Cindy has been been to Haiti with me twice. She's been called my mentor and cheerleader, but usually I call her the "Queen".

Be inspired by her story over on the 410 Bridge blog. This story is about "Cindy's Sharon" but I am so blessed to be "Cindy's April".

Oh, and ask her to do the donkey dance sometime.