After missing a week at the dump our team was more than happy as we loaded up in the white rusty van with no seats that we call "Petunia". The children were there to greet us like usual as we pulled up, all smiles, giggles, and quite a few "Holas". I smiled and hugged the kids while my eyes kept wandering around for my amigo, Enner. With me being sick the past two times, it had been three weeks since I'd seen him. I spotted his brother and asked him where he was. He replied back that he had died.. I didn't laugh at the joke.
Grace, Rob and I were walking down the dirt road when I spotted him. With huge smiles we embraced each other.
My mind went back to a particular moment. A memorable moment.
As you could guess, me an Enners relationship is mostly tickles, pokes, pointing and other activities that don't involve much speaking. So hearing the words "te amo" leaving his mouth as I let go of his hand made time feel like it had slowed to a pulse. I looked back at him and knew that they weren't just words but meaning was behind them. I replied back in the same way, "Te amo" or I love you.
So there I was embracing him, no words but many emotions. We then went back to pokes and laughter. Later on, with him on my back, we made our way down the dirt road as we sang and rain drops hit our faces. We came to Kimberly's home to pray and pay our respects. She was only ten when the water from the river took in her last breath. As some of the others from the team stood around Kimberly's mom, I stood in silence, with Enner wrapped around my leg, starring at her photo. Wild flowers draped around the photo of a little girl, a photo that should have been hanging on a refrigerator. At that moment Enner tugged on my pant leg, wide eyed and probably remembering his friend, he asked if she was with God now. -another pulse of time. My heart smiled which radiated off my face. I replied a simple yes. Truly believing God wanted His sweet child home early.
A smile from with in wouldn't have happened, not that deeply, if God hadn't intervened. The time here has been filled with so much healing. God has been breaking down all of my walls, walls that I didn't even know I had, walls that I had become accustomed to. He has been mesmerizing my heart, showing me that I'm His beloved. He has said " I love you" with the purest form of true meaning dangling there for me to reply. Since I have finally embraced the title " His beloved", I am able to reply back "I love you" only with the pure love that overflows from Him.
I'm in love with the All Mighty One..
Captivated by the love of my Father.
Psalm 30:11-12 "You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing to you and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give you thanks forever."
Mark 10:15; 2 Corinthians 15:10; Psalm 34:4-5
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