I received an email from a dear friend from our Swaziland trip. Doug is a wonderful man of God, who towards the end of the trip started calling me Molly (apparently I resemble the 80s star... I hear it all. the. time.) Anyway... On our loooong plane ride home, he passed around a journal for us to write down our thoughts about our trip. Reading everyone's words, and re-reading my own, brought me to tears. I want to share mine with you:
Just when you think God has pushed you to your limit, He pushes a little bit more.
Running around, getting your dress muddy, and sweating off the little make-up you have on can be/is FUN! You don’t realize how much joy is missing in your life until you experience a wave of it all at once. (and then, you don’t want to give it up)
Rival schools do not prevent fast friends.
Age really is just a number.
“Ugliness” can have majestic beauty
Doing away with the thought “I don’t want to shake/hold hands for fear of germs” increases relationships beyond a superficial level…even if you only spend 10 minutes with a person.
…You won’t get sick with this much Germ-X on the trip
Christians don’t always have to talk about “Christian things”
You can spend a lifetime with an acquaintance or spend 10 days forming a deep-connection. I’ll take the latter
Pre-conceived notions and quick judgments are usually horribly inaccurate
God had a specific role for each of us on this trip.
I have 22+ new friends because of this trip
A big part of my heart was left in Swaziland.
I NEED to go back
I miss brushing my teeth w/o a water bottle
Happy Wednesday! xoxo, E