You cannot tell me who my God is. All I want to do is cry and yell at the top of my lungs, but the only words that escape my mouth are whispers that say "To you be the Glory." I want to fall into a deep sleep and awaken when everything is okay. I am tired and undone. Someone has robbed me and I have taken a fist to the gut. This hurts...
But still...You cannot not tell me who my God is. ***You attempt to distort my view of him, yet my praises will find him and see him clearly.***
Life yells that I am forgotten and worthless. My blind eyes and broken spirit waits. It waits and cries out, You cannot tell me who my God is.
I am now on Lesvos Island, Greece and it feels incredible to be walking the streets of a place that I could only envision being years ago. Here are some thoughts from my time here so far.
If you were unaware of the European Refugee Crisis, let me start by saying that most refugees fleeing their countries to get into Europe have been coming through Turkey via boat to the Greek border. A great number of them, coming through Lesvos Island. As a result of this mass exodus, many have lost their lives at sea. This is one of the reasons why myself and several other teams are here. Our goal is to help any way we can.
Happy New Year! It has been so good spending the year's end in New York after some time of being away. Ahhh! But you're still not going to find me in Times Square watching the ball drop. Haha! You know you are a real New Yorker when you have never spent NYE there...EVER! In other news though, I am officially two days away from hopping on a plane and heading to Greece. Like What?! Where has time gone? Fortunately, this time around, I won't be gone for almost a year. So that means you'll see me in February!! Woot Woot!
God has been so amazing and I am so grateful for the latest adventure we are going on. I would absol...