SUCH TIMES

Thought I'd take a walk outside but its 12pm in Samoa and no one walks in this heat at this hour. But I got up and after sending a text I thought I should at least, clean my room. Reorganized a few things and opened my curtains. A knock on the door. The housekeeper. I managed a smile. Her: "Fia  igu ki?" (Do you want a cup of tea?) I really didn't have an appetite, but I replied, "I faamolemole" (yes please) She hurried to make me one, handed me the cup with a smile of gratitude as if to say, "you're most welcome" while I tried not to scare her with crocodile tears. I have a stubborn soul and it wasn't her job to fix me tea at any time of the day. But she did. Her kindness broke down walls I struggled to put up the night before being up in my feels of disappointment and disapproval from people I work under. Real life sucks. Its not out there on Instagram and Facebook etc, but its there...

Seven months in Samoa this week. (Eight including the month I first came and went back.) Wow. It really doesn't feel like its been that many months. Feels like a few weeks rather. I can't believe this is a part of my story now, wherever I go - that I lived in Samoa for eight months! Feels like a dream. It's the longest that I've ever been away from home. There's no way of fully telling all that God did in my heart these past few months. Its been crazily overwhelmingly gooood. in short though, i will say, its been a beautiful journey of healing and redemption in the deep places of my heart.  It's been a place of witnessing God restore and rebuild broken things in my heart and my family that had been left dormant for a while. I have no right words. I know I say that a lot. But there really aren't words enough to fully describe these God things esp when compared to countless tear filled nights and prayer and fasting months to the point where we r...