Joy is the echo of God's life within us!
I was asked this weekend if the tears ever stop falling. I couldn’t tell her yes because honestly, I pray they never do.When I went on my first mission trip, I was overwhelmed by the stark contrast of what I knew and what they had. It was a black and white snapshot etched into my soul. In the days that followed I would gaze upon the memory, with eyes welled up in wonder. Time passed and the snapshot faded but the wonder never left me.
Since that time, I have had the privilege of traveling outside of my time and comfort zones and into the world and lives of others - Nicaragua, Ecuador, and Haiti. Each trip has been a stepping stone on a pilgrimage of heart and soul.Each step has allowed me see beyond the obvious and the ordinary. My eyes no longer focus on the harshness of contrasts – no longer black and white etchings engraved into eternity. Rather each consecutive trip has become a Technicolor unfolding of a world I have only begged to know.
The tears still fall, my dear friend. Yet, now they are a prism to the beauty and grace of a world created. Rays of light separated into a rainbow of colors.Red and yellow, black and white we are precious in His sight…
Don’t hold back the tears my friend, look through them and be amazed.
© A Sacred Longing 2009-2011
Thanks to Shannon for this beautiful picture!