I just returned from a mission’s trip to Panama
the beginning of this week. As I have tried to catch up on sleep and returning
to our normal family routine I have begun to reflectively process all that I
experienced while there.
As I sit in the mornings with my cup of coffee trying
to capture moments in my journal so as not to forget, one thing that has come
to my mind often was the camaraderie of all of us who went. It was amazing to
see teams of people who had never met from Minnesota, New Jersey, Arizona,
Louisiana and Panama come together to form one team to meet the needs of kids
and girls in Panama. I was struck by how all over the world there are other
Christians who are striving to accomplish all that God has asked of them, and
daily, sometimes hourly, relying on him for strength and wisdom.
It felt
encouraging to me, like a warm blanket that gets wrapped around you on a cold
winters night. And I was surprised by the comfort I found in others I just met,
those I barely knew, or who didn’t even speak the same language, all who came
with the same purpose in mind. Maybe it’s because I didn’t realize that I’d
become a little discouraged in my own life and purpose. It seems I’d been stuck
in my own little group of people striving to do the work God had set before us,
that I didn’t realize I’d begun to feel like we were somewhat alone. Like not
everyone is interested in doing more for God, in sacrificing, in living a life
beyond just the day to day that we all have to do.
Panama gave me a renewed
vision for what God is doing all over the world, the assurance that we’re not
alone, that others are continuing to run the race set before them and there are
strength in numbers.
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