Peru

It kinda just hit me. How much I really really really miss Peru. I was doing okay. I was living. But after last night, I realized how much I miss Peru. The people. The children. Daniel.  AHH And it will be so long until I can go back. If I was able, I would pack up and go there right now. No strings attached.  I sometimes wonder why God called me onto the World Race right now.  It seems so opportune to go away for a year now, but I am sacrificing so much. I know that Jesus wants us to take up our cross and follow him, not worrying about anything at home, but this is easier said than done!

Honestly, I try not to think about it too much.  The pain and heartache I experience is sometimes too hard to bear.  I try to keep my eyes and mind focused on God and His plan for my life; ignoring my worldly desires.  Knowing that if I stay obedient to Him and His will for my life, than everything will work out how He wants it.  It is when I try to control things that they may go bad and who knows what may happen.

And though it may be hard, waiting is a blessing from God and surrendering my life to Him now, will make things better (relatively) in the long run.  I am coming to learn that God does want me in Peru for my future. That my heart breaks for the people there and nothing gives me more joy than to spend time with the hurting, the orphaned, and the lost in Peru.  With the World Race, I think God wants me to have more experience as a missionary before I embark on this journey for my life.  And though I will be going to 10 countries I have never been before and I may find things I love about each of these places and the people, I do feel deep down inside, that my life journey will end with me in Peru; loving and serving God there forever.