The Navajo people are so beautiful. The children have such sad eyes that seem to plead for hope, but when they smile you can't help but smile, too. New Mexico is gorgeous. I never thought I'd fall in love with the desert, but it's like God's sandbox and I'd take rock formations over sand castles any day.
This trip has been amazing as I'd expected, but not in the way I expected. New Orleans helped me see God. Myrtle Beach helped me see my friends. New Mexico helped me see myself. I love leading. I love singing. I love serving.
No, I didn't get my definitive "calling" moment I was hoping for. But, through my experience and advice from a wonderful lady, I've been reassured that it will come. He'll tell me when I need to know. He will not leave me hanging. He won't make me do this alone. He is not finished with me yet.
In fact, this is only the beginning. I've discovered a passion for my Lord and for His people that I've never had before. The Gospel really is GOOD NEWS, as I told a group of children in Bible Study last week. Why wouldn't we tell everyone we know? Yesterday my High School pastor said that the reason he continues to minister to us students is that Jesus changed him and he can't get over it. I don't want to get over this! Jesus is honestly and truly the only reason I am alive today. He is my only hope. No one else could save me from my wretchedness; no one else would want to if they truly knew me! But He did! He loved me so very much that He saved me when I was His enemy, knowing full well that I would fail Him over and over. He took in a miserable girl and made her His daughter.
This Jesus saved my life. He wants to save Xavier's life, too, and Aaron's, and Hannah's, and Lariat's, and Chris's, and Jasmine's, and every single one of those lovely Navajo children. He wants to save yours, too.
So I will spread the news everywhere I go. They need to know. I can't get over this.
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