La Pasión que Arde en mi Corazón

  Short-term Big news!!! Hi friends!! The last four months in Colombia have been so good to me! I’ve been blessed by living with my parents, I’ve enjoyed the fresh air and I’ve had time to rest, exercise and dive into the wonderful colombian food!! But God also has blessed me with the chance of serving Him through different opportunities while I’ve been here.  I was able to babysit two little girls while their parents attended a missionary training, I started supporting a local children’s outreach ministry and even had the chance to teach English to two fun kids!! God definitely wanted to work on my character and my faith through trying to guide and teach these children, I’ve understood a little bit better how patient He is to me! I really hope they will be able to remember how much God loves them, how they can trust Him and reach out to Him always.  While being in Colombia, I’ve been praying for guidance for “the next step”. At first it was clear that God wanted me ...

For many years, I've been happy and proud of accomplishing many good things. I went to a  great university, worked at great hospital, taught at another great university, and left everything to become a missionary... how good am I? Right? (Wink wink, let's be real, it's all been the grace of God). I've always done the best I can, even in the dinning room on the ship, I w as recognized as a leader, a game-changer, God taught me so much while I was giving my best and working hard. Then God gave me a wonderful promise, He prepared me to come back home with the promise of setting roots,  giving more fruit  and conquering the promised land. So I came to Colombia.  I gladly accepted some weeks (quarantine weeks and a couple more) to rest, just because I wanted to be ready for the next awesome thing God had prepared for me to do. I was eager to show up and show off. In my mind I had so many voices and faces expecting to hear what awesome things I was doing for t...

Would you do it? If you don’t always like it. If sometimes you don’t want to do it. If you picked it for convenience and not for love, if it was the less bad option for you. If sometimes it’s frustrating. If sometimes it doesn’t make sense. It you get hurt in the process, if there are cuts, burns and sore muscles involved.  Would you still do it? Would you still do it the best way possible? Would you still smile?  Would you still go the extra mile? Would you give thanks for it?  Would you choose to speak life over it? I volunteered to work in the dinning room after closing the hospital and having to leave Senegal early (towards the end of March), just because it was the option that matched my preferences, the schedule and the chores were better than others I would probably not enjoy at all. Yes, I was selfish, I wasn't thinking of how wonderful it was going to be to serve the crew members onboard, I was thinking of what was better for me....

Someone asked me how talking to God worked for me. Here I want to share how it was when I was diagnosed and the days after.  “This shows you have diabetes.”  It’s my fault, there’s no way to get out of this- How can this be your fault? You can’t really control your body, not that much! And you know very well how much you’ve changed your lifestyle for the better, you even started working out already, how can this be your fault? I don’t want anyone to know, this is embarrassing- Why? Who says that? Which one of the many friends you have, would judge you or criticize you?  Why does this hurt so much? Why are tears fighting to go out? I wasn’t expecting this to happen. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I thought I had it under control. - I’m sorry, you were wrong, nothing is really under your control. You are one of many thousands of women in the same situation.  Im not worthy of being loved, so damaged, even genetically imperfect- Who says that? All huma...

I left the ship one hour ago. I thought I was ready to leave until I had to say goodbye to friends that won’t come back to Senegal. I am one of the few that is leaving just for a good summer break to visit my family and my country, to then come back to the ship by the end of July. It is exactly 18 months ago since I left Colombia, and I am very excited to spend 4 days in Paris with colombian friends and then fly home to my family. But it still hurts to leave my ship family, the people that I live with and work with, the people that have come to know me just as I am, no make-up, no pretending, just me. It is pretty amazing to say goodbye to people from so many different countries that have become my community. I pray for the ones that will have a good rest like me, hoping they will come back with new strength and joy for the work God will let us do in Senegal. And I pray for the ones that are moving to a new season in their lives, that God will comfort them as they mourn a...

Hello!! So here are the answers to the questions I missed the last 11 days! I've been busy, deppresed, happy again, busier, and now I finally took the time to go through these question, mostly because my mom said she enjoys reading my blog. Here we go! How would your dream counselor have supported you? Through this time I’ve had amazing chaplains and close friends, they have listened, laughed, prayed and given good ideas to face different situations. I am very grateful for them. What is the best care package you have received? All of them have been awesome. A beautiful friend sent me 6 pairs of socks, as I was already thinking that I needed a few new pairs!! My mom was able to send me my old Bible, and colombian treats!! In what ways did you feel forgotten on the field? Communication and technology are a blessing, and I have the possibility to talk to my family as much as we want to. But despite of that, just a few friends from home have kept in touch. It does make ...