How is December almost over? Three months of the Race over and done, and now we’re up, packing and changing continents.
Two very short months in Thailand have gone by, and Mae Ai has become home. I won’t lie to you and tell you I’ve grown particularly fond of sleeping on the floor or taking bucket showers, but it’s surely not the bane of my existence anymore either.
Jesus knows kids make my heart beat, so Elementary School Teacher I became. Games, songs, lessons, flashcards, crafts and a couple hundred English vocabulary words from food to seasons were involved. ’Twas a wild ride, and fun nonetheless.
And my team.. Ugh, my team. I love them. My whole heart goes out to these six ladies who I have lived every moment of the last three months with. They’re not afraid to say what needs to be said, to love unconditionally, and to be absolutely crazy. (ps, pools are perfect for holding water :))
Who could forget the elephants!!! Y’ALL!! DO YOU SEE THIS?!!??! UGHHH! Coolest day of my life…
…especially since I got baptized too 🙂 HOLLA!!
“and this water symbolizes baptism that now saves you also—not the removal of dirt from the body but the pledge of a clear conscience toward God. It saves you by the resurrection of Jesus Christ.” 1 Peter 3:21
Looking back, Thailand has been incredible.
For a while though, I was stuck in this rut. From the get go, the very day we walked from Cambodia to Thailand, it was evident that ministry here would be much different than Cambodia. Then post 14 hour bus ride to our tiny (and I mean tiny) village, Mae Na Wang, inside the already tiny town of Mae Ai. Now, it reminds me a lot of the village I lived in in Italy. At the time, I wasn’t quite sure why, but I knew I wasn’t crazy about it. I was in a state of mind that missed Cambodia with every fiber of my being and simultaneously longed for the moment I can step foot on the red dirt in Africa.
What I learned?
It’s really easy to live a life that misses the past and longs for the future. It’s easy to miss the present. Through these things, it’s even easier to become entirely useless- even on the World Race. You have to be intentional.
You have to choose in. Choose in to the people, the place and the things.
Being intentional is hard, I’ll give you that. It’s hard to overlook the exterior, to embrace the uncomfortable, and to say yes when you don’t feel at all like it. But no matter how difficult or uncomfortable a life of intentionality is, it’s crucial. Living a life without intent for people and for life itself leaves you with nothing but a sack of potatoes with hands and feet- walking, talking, (thinking?), and being in the world without true reason.
After choosing in, I still miss Cambodia and I still can’t wait to be in Malawi, but it’s going to be difficult to leave this beautiful place. The people, the odd sense of time, the joy, the love… maybe even the shack.
Oh, and Merry Christmas from our house to yours. 🙂