I’ve been thinking the last two days about fruit: what it would mean to come back here, what it will look like to go home.
Arturo left me a facebook message that included the verse Philippians 1:6, which says “And I am certain that God, who has begun a good work within you, will continue His work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns.” (NLT)
That’s been food for thought along with one of my rare word-pictures today.
I think because of now being so far past the rainy season, the dirt here is super dry. Coming down from the cross at Hacienda El Refugio or on the (massive) hill at Carmen Bajo, powdery dust floats up to cover your pants legs and shoes. With every footfall you can hear it as your shoes sink through to the harder ground below with a PHUMTH. It flies up with the wind every time a step stirs it, flying away and maybe choking and blinding you in the process.
God has poured out lessons and Grace and miracles big and small for the last 71 days. That’s not to because Youth World or these ministry sites are special or because God is more present in Ecuador. But I’ve been more receptive to Him. I have a week left here and I want to be all here. But I pray that in heading home not to be that moistureless dust on the mountain, but to be soaking up what God pours into me as He completes the work that has begun.
