I was frustrated, lonely, and annoyed as I sat in through my fourth church service of the week. I really needed God and he showed me his love in an awesome and inspiring way.
My host Mom wants the absolute best for me, but the one thing I want most is something she isn't able to provide for me: my family. Yes, she can come close, but her family will never be able to replace the ones dearest to me. The transition has been hard to say the least. Its easy to say you will be flexible, it's another thing to BE flexible. With my siblings on vacation my house is very quiet and subsequently I have a lot of time for my mind to wander; thinking of family, friends, and home. It has been rough adjusting to a new house, my own room, and a new life all the while not completely understanding everything going on around me because of the language barrier. As the weeks pass I am becoming more accustomed to the culture of my home, but it is only by God's amazing love that I have come to accept my presence in this new country. It all started Wednesday night. I was upset because I had been forced to sit in on various bible studies, cell groups, and church services that I didn't understand and here we were again singing the first song of mid-week service. As Pastor Marcos took the stage I tried to understand, but lets be honest, by this time I didn't want to. At the end of the service there was an altar call. My mom drug me up to the stage and told me to kneel. Feeling very uncomfortable and slightly out of place, I followed her lead as she knelt and began to pray. I prayed harder than I ever have in that moment that God would show me his love and would make it clear that I was where he wanted me to be. I finished up my prayer as the worship team started with a familiar song. Of course they where singing in Spanish, but I began to sing in my native tongue, "How great is our God, sing with me how great is our God, and all will see how great, how great is our God." I can't explain the presence I felt beside me at that moment. It was almost like God wrapped me up in his arms and said, "Katlyn, you don't have to do this alone. I am with you always. I am your father and I love you with an everlasting love. Rely on my strength, not your own." I went home that night feeling completely refreshed and renewed in spirit and ready to face the next day. Yes, I still have moments when I yearn for home, my family, and tears still come, but for now I know this is where I am supposed to be. God never promised that it would be easy, he just promised that he would be with me every step of the way.
HOW GREAT IS OUR GOD!
-Kate
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