I Won't Forget the Time When...

Next week will be the beginning of my 5th month here in the Dominican.  Time is absolutely flying by!  While I was out for my morning run I took time to reflect over the last 4 months and wanted to share some of my most vivid memories...

Like the countless nights of devotionals with the girls, where every questioned asked had an answer of “prayer.”

Like the time I held our little one as I took her to see her mom in the hospital.

Or my first time on a motorcycle…and then my first time on a motorcycle with 3 other people at the same time.

The day I learned how to cook lunch…

…and then when I started a fire and had a lady on our team hold me and comfort me while I cried. And cried.

The laughs, silent moments and coffee I’ve shared with the women at the workshop in the hot afternoons.

The countless hours of shared prayer, praise and tears during my daily afternoon walk in the mountain with a neighbor woman.

Or the time I woke up at 2:48AM and found complete silence and peace in our neighborhood for the first time, ever.

Or the day my best friend came to visit me and was moved to tears by the prayer of one of my girls.

Like the night one of my girls quoted scripture in her prayers.

Or the first night I cried myself to sleep saying, “why did you chose to use me here God?  Why not someone else?”

Or the countless days where there just wasn’t enough water for all of us to shower.

Or my nightly bedtime routine of gently tucking each girl into bed, looking her in the eyes, and telling her that I love her, and that she’s important and special.   

...He said to them, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, 

for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these..."

Mark 10:14