Having now been home a week, I finally got round to un-packing and sorting all the things as I went. And I re-found (or possibly RE-re-found) a letter I'd written to myself at the Mission Direct de-brief day, a couple of months after my first trip with a missions team to the Dominican Republic: As I get ready to return again, in just under 3 weeks, I'm taking this moment to ask myself - did I forget? And of course, at times I did! At times, I was more worried about writing an essay, than about noticing who around me needed loving; or about whether my hair was still in place and my dress fitted in with everyone else's, than how God might be waiting to use me in that situation. And of course, at different times and in different places there have been different people in front of me - but different people who needed God's love just as much.
Two years on and I think I'm finally beginning to let God take control. Finally edging toward trusting him completely with my future and not needing the entire plan before I can begin. Finally learning to rest in his presence and grow, in his strength, out of that. And every day, God is teaching me how to do that more. And for that, I praise and thank him. May God's love evade my life. May God's hope provoke my dreams. May God's will be done in me.
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