Well, I've been back in the states for two weeks. Day one was awful. Leaving my family in Guate was insanely hard and something I wish I never had to do. I'm learning hard hard things since being back. My prayers since being back usually start like this:
Lord, I know you're good, even in this country. Remind me of that goodness today in new ways.
And he has.
The Lord has continually showed me his goodness and that he is as present here as he's ever been. The same God that was in Guate is here, in America too.
The Lord gave me an awesome transition time between Guate and Bozeman. I got to spend my first week back in Oklahoma with my sister and her family, including the new baby, Jack!
My time at the ranch with her family was so restful. We didn't really go anywhere or do anything and it was perfect. I had time to listen to several podcasts, take walks alone in the woods, and play in the dirt with Henry and his diggers and dozers.
Playing with Henry was probably my favorite part of the week. In some ways, he brought me so much peace with being back in the states. When he would sing songs about "Aunt Gwace" my heart was genuinely so happy to be there.
I thought it was going to take months of processing and praying to feel the same joy I had felt in Guate.
It didn't.
Playing with diggers and dozers on a ranch in Colcord, Oklahoma with an energetic toddler was more peace baring than I ever thought it would be.
The savior of the World brought peace to me through my two year old nephew.
What a majestic majestic creator.
