may be able to comprehend with all
the saints
what is the width and length and depth and height
to know the
love of Christ which passes
knowledge;
that you may be filled with all the fullness of God.
Ephesians 3:17-19
Same
Same...but different!
Almost
Home! I am so excited to see the map of
California on the flight tracker. I feel
like I have been gone for a lifetime and the further away I get from Cambodia,
the harder it is to find a place to stand with my heart divided between two
places. It is nighttime back in
Cambodia. Some of the the kids are looking for a place to sleep. Some are trying to get home. Most are trying to avoid the ones they fear
the most. The ones who hurt them. It
wrecks my heart to think about it but I let the tears flow? I have made a decision never to be ashamed of
these tears. It is morning here and I can see the sun rising outside of the
airplane window. As we prepare for landing, I begin to gather up my things and
my thoughts and I prepare myself to greet my husband and family. Everyone is so happy to have me home and they are eager to
hear the stories of the past few weeks, but truth be told, this scares me a
bit.
But that
is what I do. I see things and I tell
stories. The difficult part for me right
now is that many of these pictures and stories are deeply connected to the heartbreak and
suffering of children who I have come to know and love . Some of these stories
will take a while to process before I can speak of them at all, but these are
the things that I must talk about until the children are safe. This is what I went to see and telling their
story is what God has prepared me to do.
There was
a shirt that many of the team members
wore on the trip. The front says...SAME
SAME and the back says..BUT DIFFERENT!
In so
many ways I am coming home the same. I
believe that this mission validated what I know to be my strength and my
purpose. My resolve to share the truth
of God's love to whoever He puts in front of me has not changed. Whether that is at home in San Diego or
across the world in a tiny village in Cambodia doesn't really matter.
In that
way, I am coming home the same as I left.
BUT... God has allowed me a greater glimpse of his heart for the lost and the hurting. I
have been privileged to see their beauty, and their pain. This has radically
shifted my thinking and deepened my
understanding of Him in ways that I cannot begin to communicate.
Him and
filled with the Holy Spirit we will remain the same until Jesus ushers us home.
And yet, as we follow Him, our
understanding of His ways will continue to grow, and the revelation of His love towards us will
forever amaze us for it is truly more than we could ask for or imagine. We remain hidden in Him and we will move from
glory to glory to glory, to glory!
SAME,
SAME...BUT DIFFERENT,
Love from
home,
Julie
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