spring 2020 reflection
a year ago today I moved to Bandera after getting kicked off campus and driving back across the country because of a global pandemic.
I honestly couldn’t give you a solid reason why other than quarantine with my best friend in the hill country sounded a little less miserable than quarantine in the city with my brother who kept eating all our food. But in a small way I kinda knew God was pulling me there for something, I just didn’t know what...
this is a collection of moments from that wild season of a sudden transition to a life I had never anticipated but now love so dearly.
there are pages of confused thoughts and prayers behind these moments.....the Lord took away every single anchor I had and replaced it with himself...and a small church that took in a stranger as their own kid.
I didn’t know what I was doing but the best option was to lean in and say yes...I had nothing much left to lose.
so what was supposed to be a month tops has become a whole year of leaning in and saying yes. and grateful is an understatement. this place and these people have become home.
when I first came here, families that I didn’t know offered or invited us over for meals constantly. we didn’t have wifi at home, so a few people from church allowed me to do school from their own places of business that were supposed to be closed at the time.
there was genuine kindness that I felt so undeserving of. I couldn’t give back in any way...carrying boxes of meat and eggs for the food drive seemed so pale in comparison.
If there’s one thing that has marked this year, it has been this - I am not worth my works.
as a stubborn enneagram 3, this is still tough to swallow sometimes. But what’s even more wild is that Jesus lived a perfect life, was tortured and endured the most horrendous death then rose again on the third day to save us from eternal suffering BECAUSE our worth is not in works.
that deep undeserving love that comes from a stranger making you a home cooked meal is only a fraction of the immense love the Savior has for us. May we always choose to sit down at the table empty handed and take part in the story He has called us to walk in by just knowing who He is.
