To be honest, it’s been a while since I’ve felt the presence of God clearly. Or been able to see Him in anything. But my time in Guatemala has shown me God in so many ways.

I can see God in the people worshiping around me, without care for anyone around them. I see Him in the clouds while I’m swinging in a hammock. I see Him in the kindness of everyone I meet, whether they know me or not. 

I can feel God in the sunlight that scatters across the tiled floor. I feel Him in the smile I can’t shake off my face. I feel Him when I read the Bible, when I talk to Him, when I ask Him to keep my eyes on Him. 

Freedom is not something I’ve been able to fully experience since coming on the Race. Mainly due to Covid. I’ve been stuck somewhere and unable to truly see God. 

Since coming to Guatemala all I’ve been able to feel is God. I couldn’t get away from Him even if I tried. And I don’t want to try. God is freedom and gives us so much freedom to experience, if only we’ll accept the invitation. 

I’ve been able to make friends outside of my ministry. To attend worship with people I don’t know, to attend a church service in the city. To invest and take advantage of the time I’ve been given here.

I haven’t had a day where I didn’t want to go to ministry because God has been so so good through it. I find myself arriving back at the base and can’t wait for the next day when God will show up and use us again. 

And I’ve never been more grateful for the freedom I’ve been gifted with. To walk through life without shame and embarrassment. To live without caring about the judgement of others. 

So, Thanks God.