Not my will, but Yours.
This is not the year I wanted, this is not what I planned. But it’s been good, so good. It’s been 14 months of asking questions and getting answers I don’t like. It’s been 14 months of mourning a life that I loved, and not giving up on getting it back one day. It’s been 14 months of praying: “May your kingdom come, and your will be done”. And learning to embrace God’s will for my life, despite of not being able to understand it. I wanted to keep serving in Africa, but God wanted me to spend 5 months with my parents in Colombia and 4 months in the USA with my sister and family there. He prioritized my family after I sacrificed being with them for the last 2.5 years. He even gave me new friends that turned into family pretty quickly. He wanted me to spend 2 months in Honduras, learning what it means to work with limited resources, asking me to accept His sovereignty and the reality that death is inevitable and I can’t save all the patients. He also wanted me to meet strong and...