The first step in developing a closer relationship with God often involves some abandonment: living in a tent in Honduras… check. The next step, brokenness, is one that, for some, dramatically happens within a matter of a few days, but for others, like myself, it happens over the course of time, one piece of my heart after another. While it has already been a slow, difficult process, I know God works through me not because of my strengths, but because of my weaknesses.
Last week, I went all the way back home to Columbus, Georgia for a couple of days for my grandmother's funeral. I won't really go into detail, but after a long time of suffering, we can now rejoice in the fact that she is living pain-free with her father in heaven. She was an amazing woman and will be greatly missed by lots of people. Words don't seem to even do her life justice.
I returned to Honduras on Friday morning and somewhat fell back into routine life at Zion's Gate. Things never actually stay routine for long around here, though, and yesterday morning, the majority of the squad learned that we have head lice. After spending six hours yesterday with mayonnaise in my hair and washing it with lice shampoo, I am praying that they will be gone for good.
These past few weeks have been rough, but I'm just keeping on keeping on. Please keep the squad, my team, Zion's Gate, and my family in your prayers.
James 1: 2-4
"Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything."
