It's 5 am America right now. It's 2:30 Sunday afternoon in South Asia. My body feels like it's somewhere in the middle.
And my heart...
So many emotions are filling my mind and heart right now. I feel joy and love and gratitude for amazing family and friends who welcomed me home with open arms, ready to hear what I have learned and experienced over the past six months.
There is excitement about what the Lord has in store for this time at home. I know that He has me in Orlando for a purpose that I may not be able to see at this point. With all of my heart, I'm going to strive to live out Jim Eliot's words... "Wherever you are, be all there." I haven't forgotten that people are lost and hurting on this side of the world. I know there are things that need to be learned and shared here.
But right now I am grieving and processing the season that just ended. Missing the friends that have become like family. The faces of those that God is calling to Himself. The hearts of kids so thankful to be loved. The sounds that sung me to sleep each night and woke me up every morning. The glimpses of light and beauty in a dark place.
My heart now has two homes and is overflowing with thankfulness to a Father who is at work in both places.
