After writing yesterday's blog about my hike and emotional and physical struggles in Peru and how I saw the wonders of God and his power, I also took time to really reflect on Peru and the things that God did and the way that He provided for me physically and emotionally and spiritually.
As I was driving home and thinking about Peru... like always. I realized it has been a month since I departed from Peru. A day doesn't go by that I don't miss it or don't desire to go back to that sacred land. One thing that some of the girls in my small group have been discussing is missions. The church will "officially" be announcing the trips for next summer at the end of this month and I am so excited that there will be another trip to Peru and it shall be extended as well. But now as I reflect, I am praying about the opportunity to go back to Peru or even another country. The struggle is not whether I go back or not go back, but it is- is it God's will for me to go back on the trip. Honestly, I think that even if I was accepted on the team that if I wasn't meant to be on the team and that it was not God's will that He would make it so that I would not be able to go. Going this past summer I knew that if I was accepted on the team that God would provide and He did. Now I struggle with the idea and possibility of going back or of going somewhere else. So I ask that you pray for me and pray that I may have clear and concise direction as to apply at all or just apply and see where I go and how far I get.
I leave you with one of my favorite pictures from Peru:
It was taken right before rock climbing the last section of Waynu Picchu and Ariel asked to take a picture. Through exhaustion and frustration (which you can read all over my face), I stood there not smiling and in that moment Jessica gave me just what I needed a hug and an encouraging peck on the forehead. The amazing thing is that Jessica does not recall this moment at all when we later looked through the pictures, what a God moment. I felt my Father in that moment, I felt His love and in that moment all I needed was to be held and He provided that.
"Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful; 24 and let us consider how to stimulate one another to love and good deeds, 25 not forsaking our own assembling together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another; and all the more as you see the day drawing near." -Hebrews 10:23-25
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A couple of things come to mind with this. The first thing is that I know that God will hear your prayers and give you the answer for next summer. But, know this: as soon as you get the answer--whatever it is--the enemy is going to try to fill you with doubt. So, I suggest that you journal the answer quite clearly. Then print that page out (or tear it out of your notebook) and tape it to your mirror. There will be times of doubt, and you need to remember what you heard clearly in the times of seeking and prayer.
The second thing is this. About Jessica not remembering. I wrote a blog about this same kind of thing once. It was called "When God scratched my back" I believe that at that moment, when you were filled with exhaustion, God wanted to give you a hug and a kiss on the forhead--he just chose to use Jessica's arms and Jessica's lips.
Love you, jackie
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