I've been in a weird place the entire month. Maybe it's because as the end of July quickly came, I realized I'd have been out of the United States for a full year. Maybe it's because the weeks and days blur together. Maybe it's because the entire world is still in this weird pause (or slo-mo mode) and we're worn by not being able to plan the months ahead. Or maybe I'm just drinking too much coffee in the Caribbean sun and it's getting to my head. ========== The missionaries are on vacation this week at the resort down the way from the finca because we weren't able to go home on our normal vacations back to the states. So we've had a lot of time to breathe and reflect. It's been nice to soak in the change of scenery, eat broccoli, and to be given permission to recharge and reflect. Our first full day here I was eager to start working through my time in Central America, but I quickly became overwhelmed with knowing where to start. How
Just a young woman navigating the way of the world one prayer at a time.