It gets so easy to romanticize our idea of purpose but somedays just look so trivial than transcendent. That even a village in the sub-Saharan surrounded by meaning, there can be a struggle to belong within the skin and without. But whether it be hard labor or public speaking or playing tag, I’m reminded that our purpose is always rooted in the Divine- not in duty
It’s amazing receiving life like everything is a message, because faith finds meaning in it all. Even in playfully wheeling these precious little ones around today, I’m reminded how often I forget of myself in their place- carrying the cares of life on our backs when all that we are is already being carried, instead of resting in the grip of the Grace that holds us
Most of you know that this has been a long time coming- but after many tears, prayers and years, Jobin and I booked our one-way tickets to Uganda together on our knees. As we vowed at our wedding altar, “May our lives forever be spent broken like bread, poured out like wine and laid down for the least of these. And in our covenant & our calling, to take a hold of that which Love has taken a hold of us - from slums, villages or orphanages- as we live on earth as it is in Heaven”.
Please remember us in prayer as we prepare to move across the ocean- June 17th, 2014 💛
Let our lives be known by our Love
To do something beautiful for love, and become beautiful doing it (Taken with Instagram)