The transition place from our work to the return home is Antigua again this year. It is a beautiful city. There is not much “rest” but rather, a change of environment. There are many historical and beautiful sites to see. It is a place to soak in the culture…to breath in the music and the art…to learn from what others are doing. There are many volunteers in Antigua who are teaching the children and learning spanish. If you talk with anyone on the street you will meet one of these volunteers.
I visited two special places in the last 2 days The Moore Pediatric Surgery Center in Guatemala City and God’s Child Project in Antigua. Both of these centers of hope were established by people who were stirred by a need and decided to act. The two things I noticed about these projects that made me take interest:
1. They listened to, respected and engaged the Guatemalan people in the project. The murals on the walls of the Moore Pediatric Surgery Center are the result of 15 Guatemalan artists collaborating and painting to create a beautiful place for children when they come for surgery.
The murals at God’s Child Project were also created by Guatemalan artists.
2. Both projects engaged others in a way that allowed something amazing to emerge. In each of these special places there were small tiles with names or a statement that provided a little history of who or what contributed to a certain room or area being established. It was not done with a “look what I did” feel to it…it seemed more to be saying, “I’m honored to be a part of this vision”.
When I walked onto our church campus in Franklin, Tennessee Sunday morning I was greeted by a church family that I love. I took off my coat and put on my robe. I placed a stole from Guatemala around my neck. It has many colors, including purple, because it is the season of Lent. The robe reminds me to set aside “me” and allow God to use me this morning. The stole reminds me that I am here to serve. Many people asked about our mission experience. The prayer team had taken the journey with us in spirit. The congregation took the journey with us in provision, in sponsoring of children and in prayer. It is humbling to be a part of a community of faith that is willing to follow wherever God leads.
There was no anxiety when I got on the flight to come home. There was no concern of leaving behind too much undone. I only sensed peace. The peace that surpasses all understanding. (Philippians 4: 6-7). The peace that says, “this is no longer a project or an event. This is life and the bridge between here and there is open. Come and go with peace.” Let it be.