How precious is the mercy of God
The children of men take refuge under the shadow of thy wings
They are filled with the bouteousness of thy house,
and thou givest them to drink of the torrent of thy delights.
For with thee is the fountain of life,
and in thy light we see life.
|Cinco de Mayo|
|Cooking, cooking, cooking|
|Slumber party with Mama Martha|
"I did not ask for success; I asked for wonder. And You gave it to me."
-Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel
|Second round of shots in Port Au Prince|
|Slumber party with Judith... who even cooked for us!|
This week has given me quite a few beautiful pictures. Of sleeping out in Jubilee, sitting under the stars with friends, and having my little dog have his first night in the sandbag house. Of cooking for an unknown amount of people to celebrate a silly holiday like Cinco de Mayo. But stepping back and watching how fun life and community can be. Of sitting in a room full of people, where the only goal is to chat with God. Of waking up early to hear that little Daniel had died and going to cry together with a friend. Re-opening the book to write and remember him. Shiny moons and clouds. Celebrating a friend going- not leaving- but going back to the States for the summer. And to listen and hear how much of himself that he's leaving here. Being given a few hours alone to read and listen to podcasts. To hear a Mom talk about how she heard her 5 yr. old son say "Mama" for the first time after we started him on seizure medicines. Having a Haitian friend buy food to come cook for us & then spend the night. Weeks like this remind me of how good things can be- and are. They remind me to dream and ask because I serve a God who is BIG. The kind of big that crosses mountain ranges, oceans, and salt flats. That covers, seeps in, and permeates. That has this whole mercy and grace combination figured out. So I'm asking for that to be here and I'm seeing how it already is. Thy Kingdom Come.
"He who says he has done enough has already perished."- St. Augustine