Tuesday, October 19, 2010

What goes up must come down

I was driving home from work today thinking about my day and what a contrast it was to my experience last week. Today I was back in the 'world'. Last week it was Tyson's butt bombs, this week it's back to F-bombs. It's funny how quickly we can get used to things. I was used to standing in a cramped truck, the heat, the prayer and devotion times, the food, and the quality time I was spending with close friends. It was comfortable, it was...nice. Unfortunately I'll get used to work again, I'll get used the F-bombs and life back here in my reality. Basically it's like a flock of birds pooped all over my hot air balloon which is causing it to slowly come down.
I understand the mountain top experience, and that it's not my reality but I'm praying that it's preserved somehow, someway. It truly helps that Joy and I experienced this together which is something I will cherish forever. But I do want to take what I've learned from God about him and about me and do something with it. I don't know what that is but I figure if I continue to pursue God he'll make all things known to me. Just because I'm no longer in El Salvador it doesn't mean God is going to stop speaking to me and working through me...he's working here as much as there. I did sense a connection with Pastor Jorge that I can't quite explain but I know it's there. As we said our good-bye we hugged and he wouldn't let go. I think I did a good job of hiding my tears but that moment in time is another one I'll keep in my back pocket forever.

Thank-you Lord for allowing me to experience you in new ways. Thank-you for inviting us to join you in your work. Thank-you for El Salvador.

Peace,
Stan

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