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