This might possibly be the weirdest season of my life. A time of endless mixed emotions. Fears, excitement, confusion.
A time where all I want is to hug my family back home, yet I get sick at the thought of leaving the people I have done life with for nine months. A time where home is constantly on my mind, all the while my mind sees home as many people and places now. A time where I am excited to enter the next season of my life, while grieving the closing of the past one.
This is a season where all I want is to snuggle on the couch with my dog, yet I am going to miss walks and laying in the yard with Sunny, our Ecuadorian house dog. A season where I can’t wait to heal from sickness and feel well again, yet I can’t help but thank the Lord for radical growth instilled in me during each sickness and parasite I have endured. A season where I am ready to embrace the luxuries of American culture while I am going to miss the beauty and simplicity of the many cultures I have experienced. A season where I can’t wait to drive again, but will miss taking the bus through Quito and sharing the love of Jesus with cab drivers in South Africa. A season where I am ready to sleep in the same bed every night but will forever cherish nights sleeping on the floor or in a tent or in a bunk bed.
A time in my life where I can’t wait to take home all I have learned, yet I find myself waking up each day with a million new things to learn. A time where I am ready to settle in one place but still honor that there is so much of this world to see.
This is a time in my life of celebrating and grieving. Of excitement and nerves. A time of joy and weeping. The in between. The transition where one season is ending and the next is beginning.
Some days it doesn’t make sense. Some days I am unsure what to feel.
But what I am always sure of is His goodness. His grace and mercy. He is always constant no matter what season of life is behind or ahead. I trust that just as He held these nine months, He is holding the next and the next.
So, I am in the weirdest season of my life. One that doesn’t always make sense, but thankful that it leaves me trusting Him more and more each day.
Bye for now,
MG
Girl, so much wisdom ….God has given you a way of expressing yourself! My hope is that you will print out this blog and put it in a book with all your pictures so that in the days and years to come He can remind you of all the lessons He has taught you. You have been faithful to the call. I can’t wait to see what He has next for your life. ??????
That was supposed to be “hearts” not “question marks” !
You have run the race you beautifully MG! I pray for you and your squad healing hearts as you leave your new friends in Christ behind. Praying for your safe return home. So proud of you!!! I cannot wait to see what God has next for your ministry heart. Love you. Shawn
Mary Grace, You have beautifully expressed what all of your squad mates must also be thinking and feeling right now. I’m tearful reading it because I know the mix of emotions is all very real and runs very deep for you all. This particular transition, the changing from one season to the next in your life will be one of the most memorable you will ever know. I pray you will all treasure up in your hearts each day, each moment during this last week together. Take a lot of deep breaths and give God all the glory – for He has surely done great things!