I always knew time passed suddenly, I just never realized that it actually picks up speed as we get older. The expression "in the blink of an eye" now holds a completely new meaning for me. I opened my eyes one morning and I was 32, I blinked again and my baby girl walked into her first year of school, I woke up one morning to the start of our 3rd year of a missionary lifestyle. If you don't know what kind of lifestyle that is you can start by reading the blog posted below this one, when we were first called to "Go" and how that all came together. It feels a little like being gypsies, but with a different approach. To go because we are called to, not just because we want to. It's a calling to go out and reach the unreachable, to love the misunderstood, to show the heart of Christ, to be His hands and His feet.
I remember my first trip to Mexico, my heart was broken a million ways over. I couldn't understand why we had so much more than we needed, when these people, with hearts of gold, had nothing. Or so I thought. Until I came to live near them, sat in their homes and shared meals with them, played with their children and fell in love with them, knew their names and needs and prayed with them. I came to realize, as I God rearranged my thought process, that in nothing we can posses everything when we have Christ. And therefore we are richer than the one who owns valleys and mansions.
...as poor, yet making many rich; as having nothing, and yet possessing all things. 2 corinthians 6:10
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