Back home in a new house. It feels good to be back in
Port-au-Prince again—reconvening with friends; planning out a focused school
year; asking God to give me the grace, wisdom and understanding to walk this
out; situating myself in a new abode (that has a balcony!); and putting my
spotty Kreyol back into action! J
Oh, and finding my way back to Monsieur John’s Coke stand!
I am thankful for a year to look forward to. I am
thankful to start a new year, with new knowledge, new direction, and people to
encourage, support, and guide me as I go. Last night, the Lord led me to this
verse:
“I will hasten and not delay to obey your commands.”
~Psalm 119:60 This is my heart (and when it’s not what I’m driven by, I pray
that the Lord would redirect me).
As I’ve been unpacking my boxes and suitcases over the
past week, I am mindful that it is a symbolic analogy to the path of my life. I
think the Lord is on an ever-existing mission to draw me close to Him and bring
glory to His son via my own unpacking. When I am open, bare before him—vulnerabilities,
struggles, issues, insecurities laid out—I make Him look good. And by His
grace, He is most glorified when (by His grace), I am most satisfied.
So let my heart be filled with the joy that humankind
cannot itself stir up. Let me be invigorated not of my own accord or from my
own strength but from a divine source that never stops pouring forth.
