First of all, wow. Thank you so much for all of the love and support and prayers and donations and comments that you all made! It abundantly exceeded all of my expectations to receive all that I did from all of you. I am so blessed by your generosity and faithfulness and love.
Secondly, Peru was amazing. I’m going to tell you right now: I have every intention of going back as soon as I can, so keep your eyes peeled for more missions letters! 😉 Seriously though, I went into it knowing I had a lot of fears and places that I wanted to grow in my faith, knowing it would be hard, but knowing that God had abundant life for me on the other side of overcoming all that. And wow, did He! He spoke to and revealed some very personal things to my heart, and I will not be the same after experiencing His love in new ways. It was hard but it was good. Every day was filled with ministry and life and getting to pray over so many people. We got to encourage pastors in four different villages if you count the one we were staying in, and each church had such an inviting atmosphere, to us and to God. I loved seeing fellow believers and getting to encourage them that God sees them and knows them, and I was honored to pray with those who didn’t have a relationship with God to start one.
This trip helped me to grow so much in my faith, my love, my awareness of the presence of God, my Spanish, my ministry, and in my heart. My heart has expanded so large to love all the people that I met in Peru that I feel like it’s definitely going to have stretch marks. I want to be in two places at once these days: back in that atmosphere of love in Peru, and shouting from the rooftops about it in America. Scratch that, three places, because I also just want to hold all that God did close to my heart and sit in my secret place and ponder how big He is, how much He loves me, that He would call me out of where I am and draw me into where He’s called me to. I can’t imagine staying stateside for the rest of my life. The travel bug has bitten, the ministry bug has bitten, and they’ve bitten hard.
I feel as if the adventure has only begun.
A lot of people have asked me what my favorite moment/memory was. It’s so hard to rate them, but the conversations that I got to have with the missionaries already stationed in Peru are definitely at the top of the list. I connected to them and their families so deeply; leaving them to come back to US was one of the hardest parts of the trip. I was so honored to be baptized by them and my pastor in the river on the last day I was down there; that would be a highlight of the trip that I actually have pictures of.
I hope you all are blessed to experience the joy I experienced in Peru from your love and faithfulness to support me. We serve a good God, y’all. Real good.
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