American soil, here we stand. I spent an extra seven days in Costa Rica and just returned Wednesday night. Within moments I was greeting by a pile of books to read, a play to act in, and a trip home, to MN. Not to mention I start classes in just over a week. I feel the stress mounting and my heart beating faster. I don't like it, but I am trapped by the mounds of things imposing upon me. For instance, I was planning on staying as far away from the stage as possible as our church prepared to put on a five day production. However, before I knew what was happening they were calling my name to be one of the main woman characters in the play! Ugh. Or yeah. Or I'm really not sure what to think. I'm don't know what I even think about the play in general + now I'm going to be up and center. I will give it all I've got because I know a lot of prayer and time has been put into it + for that I am grateful, but I just wish I would have fained missing last night + hit my books instead.
My time in Costa Rica was refreshing + difficult. We met so many people who view our Creator as nothing more than a fairytale. I wanted so badly for their hearts and minds to be open to God! I shared what feeble words I could + tried to live in the freedom God has given me, but I felt so inadequate to show them truth. I always feel so inadequate + being in another place sure doesn't change that.
"Oh Lord, that you would use Billy + I to truly make yourself known. Please direct our thoughts and actions these coming months; that You would be the only One we live for. We love you Lord."
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