“A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices, For yonder breaks a new and
glorious morn. Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices! O night divine, the night when Christ was born!”
Saludos from Denton, Texas! Today marks a little over two weeks that I have been waking up in the US of A. ¡Que alegría! As you might know, I had been planning to return for Christmas and spend the holidays with my family. As it turns out, I also have the privilege of being a bridesmaid in the wedding of one of my best friends. The Lord has blessed me with three weeks to be with my family, spend time with supporters, and serve one of my best friends in her wedding. I return to Barcelona Saturday, January 8th, the day after the wedding.
My first semester flew by at IBSTE! I live in a community of people that sharpen and challenge me. The Lord has truly blessed my relationships among the students and staff. By no means, is it always easy but it is my joy to love Him, learn of Him, and point others to Him, His cross, His grace, His mercy, and His forgiveness. These are the things that I need daily!
So many things went on this semester, and being without a camera definitely made it difficult to document everything. Thanks to the gracious people that have shared their cameras with me! Here are a few things that might be interesting to see, enjoy!
Sometimes I think of the challenges that I face living outside my first culture and language. Misunderstandings with the language, simple things being complicated, driving with so many roundabouts, etc. Last Wednesday, I flew for over ten hours and covered several thousand miles in one day to come home to the people I love. The cross cultural divide that I slip in an out of between Spain and the USA, the cultural differences of crossing imaginary borders, these things do not begin to describe the love that the Lord has demonstrated to us in His attempt to bring us home. Bringing us into an abiding relationship with Him. This semester, I have learned more of what it means to humble myself and depend on Him when I am simply not capable, trusting Him for discernment and wisdom. I have seen the hearts of people change before my eyes and it encourages me to know and believe, “It’s not about me.” We get to be instruments that He uses. In almost every way, my daily life looks completely different than it did at this time last year. Praise Him that He has clearly led, provided, and confirmed my presence in Spain and in this specific ministry. One word comes to me over and over again, hope. For me, hope is reading His word, being encouraged by the people, the stories, and the impossible things that became possible through faith. Hope is confidence about the future. I hope that this season you dwell richly on the promise that He is, God with us.