Weary. Thats absolutely how I’ve felt this week. It’s been an extremely busy, chaotic week. And to some degree, every week is like that here. But factor in moving out of a ministry site and a medical clinic on top of our everyday ministry, this week was a lot. But God is good. And he’s been using this time to force me to rely on him fully. Because he is the only constant of this life. Whether it’s in India or America. Or anywhere and everywhere in between.
I’m learning to rely on him for everything. Which I promise is not nearly as easy as it sounds.
He is my strength as I lift the child in my arms above my head for what seems like the fiftieth time.
He is my joy as I smile at the Indian children crowded around me hitting my arm over and over – just to see my skin turn red.
He is my patience as I squeeze onto 30 person buses filled with 100 people. (Don’t worry Mom, totally safe.)
He is truth as I ask the tough questions. Questions about how and why this all happens everyday as we sleep peacefully on the other side of the world.
He is my comfort as all my normal comforters are halfway across the world.
He is my peace when life feels like war. I know that he is sovereign.
He is my rest. And he restores my soul day in and day out.
He is good, good, good. And he is enough. Every single time. For every single situation.
I’ve had the song “always forever” by phil wickham stuck in my head all week. It says:
“you are the love I need, the air I breathe. You are my love, my life. Always forever.”
My hope and prayer is that this continues to be my prayer all of my days.
