This Ransomed Heart

Goodbyes are probably hard for most, if not everyone, at least sometimes.  I thought by now it would be easier. It's not. Thankfully, I have not lost anyone that I was extremely close to in a very long time. One of my grandfathers passed when I was 9. I was close to him and it was painful, but I think what was more painful was seeing how much pain my mom and grandmother were in, so I tried really hard to be strong for them. After he passed, I really struggled with this fear that others close to me who I loved were going to die. As in, I would go check on my parents and siblings multiple times throughout the night because I would wake up in a panic wondering if they had died...or after watching Left Behind , if they had been raptured, leaving me behind because I forgot to say sorry for being mean that day.  When we moved to Swaziland, the goodbyes were really hard, but I think somehow it felt more like we were going on a really long trip and there was so much excitement about m...

Tantos cambios. So many changes. This was the title of my end of the term speech in my class this past Saturday, where I attempted to talk about all of the changes that have taken place this past year. I was actually supposed to write and talk about my achievements from 2019 and what my goals are for 2021. However, I got stuck on 2020. I think we are all a little stuck on 2020. I tried really hard to remember last year and the only thing I could remember was, of course, my little sister's wedding, but not much else. And next year!? I can't even think past this week; next year feels impossible to imagine! So I requested permission to talk about life so far in 2020. Permission granted. January started off well...an amazing, life-changing trip to Israel with my sister, Danielle. To get to see and touch the places where Jesus walked and taught...to be able to see all He is doing in various countries in the Middle East through a ministry called Frontier Alliance International, to fe...