2020. It's the year 2020. How did that happen? It doesn't even seem like it's plausible that it could even be a real year. Yet here we are still sitting in the chaos of the world. Constantly surrounded by arguments, competition, drama, disrespect, hunger. Through it all, only one thing remains constant. Jesus. ========= My heart is on fire and I feel like I have a clarity I've never felt before. I've always known I've lived a blessed life. My childhood was rosy. My teenhood proved formative. College was full of newness and direction. My primero adult years were all about self-discovery. And now, I'm a missionary. I wish I could describe the feeling I have inside my soul. It's like kayaking on Lago Yojoa (the most beautiful scene painted in front of you: different shades of mountains, water sprawled out from end to end, fishermen and other adventurers scattered about) with your missionary sister, laughing at each other's stories, talkin
Just a young woman navigating the way of the world one prayer at a time.