One More Day!

The day I left for training camp I found a card that my dad had snuck into my backpack. On the front of the card was a picture of a little girl pushing a big rock with all her might, a rock that clearly could not be easily moved, especially by a child as small as her. He wrote inside that over these next four months in Guatemala I will probably feel like that little girl often. He encouraged me that even when I feel like the task I am striving to accomplish is impossible, it is not because God is with me, and he is ultimately my strength. When I read that card for the first time I knew that what he said was probably going to be true, but I didn’t quite no how accurately the image of that little girl would describe me.  Over these past four days I literally have felt like I have been pushing an immoveable rock with all my strength. Honestly, training camp has been harder then I expected or prepared for. We have been put in many physically, emotionally, and spiritually uncomfortable situations to prepare us for what is to come in Guatemala. I have cried more over these past four days then I thought possible, some happy tears and some sad. But with those tears has also come an intense comfort from the Lord. My first night here I came across Psalm 118:13-14, which reads, “I was pushed so hard, so that I was falling. But the Lord helped me. The Lord is my strength and my song. He had become my salvation.” This verse was really encouraging for me over the past four days because not only have I felt like I have been consistently falling, but I have become aware of how often I fall and don’t even realize it. Although this first week has been hard, I know I have grown stronger because of it. I am so excited to get off the plane in Guatemala City tomorrow and begin the next stage of this exciting adventure. Please continue praying for me!