I can say that I am not surprised that our time here in Guatemala is flying by. I find it so true in life how the most exciting moments of our lives always seem to slip through our fingers, and we only wished that we held on to those moments a little bit longer. So as we have passed the halfway mark for our time in this beautiful country, slowly we are recognizing that what we have, and where we are is something rare, and that this experience is unlike anything we will ever experience again. I wonder how this experience will shape every single one of us. God spoke to us before Outtatown, a gentle whisper that drew us to leave our homes, and step out on this big adventure. One of my favourite quotes from Donald Miller is, “It’s funny how you can’t ask difficult questions in a familiar place, how you have to stand back a few feet and see things in a new way before you realize nothing that is happening to you is normal. The trouble with you and me is we are used to what is happening to us. We grew into our lives like a kernel beneath the earth, never able to process the enigma of our composition…Nothing is normal. It is all rather odd, isn’t it, our eyes in our heads, our hands with five fingers, the capacity to understand beauty, to feel love, to feel pain.” I believe that is one of the beautiful invitations God has for us on a year quite like this, and it is inevitable that we come out of this experience knowing a bit more of ourselves, the world, and a lot more of who our God is.
That is what this semester has been so far. We have been able to enter into one of the most beautiful, hospitable cultures that exist in this world. We have been touched by the love and care of host families that six weeks ago we didn’t even know. We have been amazed by the incredible beauty that Guatemala has both in its people and landscape. We have lounged by lakes surrounded by volcanoes, made tortillas in the heights of Chicacnab, and swam in the depths of darkened caves. We have heard stories of believers chase after God and are a part of that journey by helping build a house. We came to bless but instead were blessed. We’ve jumped off cliffs, bridges, and swung off giant swings and have lived to tell the tale. We’ve gone on the journey of learning a new language; in hopes that we can build deeper relationships with the people we meet.
Definitely we are being faced with the questions: Who are we? Who is God? And how does he continue to be in relationship with his creation? In all that we have been learning thus far, it is an encouraging thought to think that God is still not done here. So to our friends, and our family, thank you for keeping up with us, and as this marks the halfway part of our journey here in Guatemala, continue to pray for us as we continue to dive into these questions that we’ve dared to ask.
Peace, love and every good thing.