Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Three Weeks, They Told Me

It took me 19 days. That's pretty close, right?

19 days to have my first breakdown of missing home. Being here is like being on a roller coaster (which I've never really enjoyed in the first place). Some days are great, and I know and am fully satisfied in being here. Other days, like today, I just want to go home.

It probably doesn't help that I stayed home sick today from school. I just want a bowl of chicken 'n stars and to watch funny videos online with my brother.

As I'm in bed praying, journaling, and listening to a sermon by Pastor Ray on the Abrahamic Blessing, the Lord is so quick to comfort me. One of the things that Pastor Ray said was that the call of being a disciple of Jesus is not always easy. It's worth it, but not easy. I couldn't agree with that more.

It is such a blessing to be a child of the Most High. If you also share this blessing, but sometimes find yourself struggling, I want to encourage you. God will be with you always. Rick Riehman shared Psalm 40 with me, and I want to pass it on to you. Here's the first couple verses: 

"I waited patiently for the Lord; 

He turned to me and heard my cry. 
He lifted me out of the slimy pit, 
out of the mud and mire;
He set my feet on a rock
and gave me a firm place to stand. 
He put a new song in my mouth, 
a hymn of praise to our God. 
Many will see and fear

and put their trust in the Lord. "

While you're checking out the rest of the Psalm, listen to "Safe" by Phil Wickham. It's such a great reminder of how big our God is, yet He cares so deeply for His children. Each and every one of us. Individually.

And guess what?! I get to see my cousin, Kendra, tomorrow! She is coming into town with Graciela, one of the girls from Su Refugio, and we get to spend the afternoon together. What a blessing. I can't wait! 

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