The love of God falls to us in so many ways, in all areas of life. It will invade the very core of us if we let it. Sometimes I'm overwhelmed with how each day is so drenched with beauty, and other times I spend my time worrying and miss out on it. For me God's love is something I'm still discovering and encountering in new ways, one day at a time. Some days His love looks like this:
Café con leche. Hot sun beating down on bare shoulders. Salt flats and broken green glass. Reaching into my bag and finding a necklace that Ariani made me. Reading Psalm 16 and peace washing over me, peace that you can't find anywhere else. Nelson wearing a Buzz Lightyear costume to school just because. Listening to life-giving sermons with my two sisters. 25 peso icecream in styrofoam cups. Laughing so hard that you start to cry and almost pee your pants. Knowing in your heart that hard things are worth it. Homemade kites. Learning to ask for impossible things. Riding through the country on a motorcycle to round up cows. Conversations where you see a little bit more of someone's heart. How good it is to take a cold shower at the hottest part of the day. Rain on tin roofs. The way Chicha pours coffee. Walking up the path to Jacqueline's house. Lighting candles when the power goes out. Unexpectedly seeing a familiar face. Knowing that the Lord really must care about even the most minute details.
The twins working on some bracelets.
The photo we took for our moms for Mother's Day.
Some days it's going to bed smiling, knowing that God took care of all the details, and some days it's going to bed crying, trusting that He will tomorrow. He continues to show just how good and faithful and glorious He is.
"in your presence there is fullness of joy..."
Psalm 16:11
