If I had known then....

Would I have come??

Sometimes the tasks can be overwhelming: people calling, stopping by your house, they all have needs.... legitimate needs. Is this really why I came....

my vision was small....

I would come and serve a few teachers, who would serve a few students, praying that God would multiply the efforts.

I never would have imagined that after four months on the field I would be making decisions that impacted many lives...organizing teams: those teams make a difference here and themselves are impacted to make a change back home...they impact those in their circles

The weight of it all seems heavy...I feel unqualified....

Yet...I have peace, knowing I don't carry it all, I'm qualified through God's grace. The Lord will reap and sow the harvest, He just wants to allow me to be part of it...He is allowing me to see people as he seems them. He is calling me to love the poor, the hurting, the despised...He has opened my eyes.

So I ask, would I have come had I known that four months down the road I would be so desperate for his strength, so desperate for Him to show up....

ABSOLUTELY....

Like the women at the well, I feel the urgency. The urgency to go and to tell. I feel the urgency that people's lives are at stake.

My prayer is simply that there is grace in the mistakes, grace in the process, and that I remember my dependency and my desperate need for HIM. I that I did NOTHING....I was just the vessel!