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Mexico had to be one
of the most wonderful
experiences I've ever had
in my life.
I can't explain everything, but I like to put the whole reason I became closer to God, is because of a boy named Johnathen. He's a ten year-old orphan who lived at the orphanage we visited. I don't think I could ever forget him, he taught me so much. I mean, WOW we went to go help THEM out, and come back helped by them just as much. I think it was the way he smiled and appreciated life, or maybe it was his enthusiasm for looking up bible verses. It didn't matter what language the bible was in, he was just so excited to find them. Maybe it was the way he always asked me to sing 'Jesus loves me' with him. It was incredible the way God brought us together despite our language differences. I sang with him in english, and he sang with me in spanish; smile on his face, draping my arm around him. It could be the way when we went to the beach and inched into the ocean, running from the waves. Or when we finally got deeper in and the waves were huge, he went 'oh my gosh!' with the heaviest spanish accent ever, grabbed ahold of me and I picked him up, and we just stood there laughing.
That little kid changed my life.
The night we had to say goodbye, I was in massive tears, crying all throughout devotions as Jonathan held my hand. He would look at me and make silly faces to make me feel better, and I would smile, and more tears just kept falling. It made him really sad, he started crying too. He took off my glasses, and wiped up the tears from my eyes, and after devotions were over, he hugged me and held on so tight...
And as I walked up the stairs, I couldn't take it...he was smiling through tears, waving at me. Like he wanted the last moment we'd see each other to be a happy one, not a sad one; one of thanks, happiness, and love.
I'll love you
forever, Johnathen.
of the most wonderful
experiences I've ever had
in my life.
I can't explain everything, but I like to put the whole reason I became closer to God, is because of a boy named Johnathen. He's a ten year-old orphan who lived at the orphanage we visited. I don't think I could ever forget him, he taught me so much. I mean, WOW we went to go help THEM out, and come back helped by them just as much. I think it was the way he smiled and appreciated life, or maybe it was his enthusiasm for looking up bible verses. It didn't matter what language the bible was in, he was just so excited to find them. Maybe it was the way he always asked me to sing 'Jesus loves me' with him. It was incredible the way God brought us together despite our language differences. I sang with him in english, and he sang with me in spanish; smile on his face, draping my arm around him. It could be the way when we went to the beach and inched into the ocean, running from the waves. Or when we finally got deeper in and the waves were huge, he went 'oh my gosh!' with the heaviest spanish accent ever, grabbed ahold of me and I picked him up, and we just stood there laughing.
That little kid changed my life.
The night we had to say goodbye, I was in massive tears, crying all throughout devotions as Jonathan held my hand. He would look at me and make silly faces to make me feel better, and I would smile, and more tears just kept falling. It made him really sad, he started crying too. He took off my glasses, and wiped up the tears from my eyes, and after devotions were over, he hugged me and held on so tight...
And as I walked up the stairs, I couldn't take it...he was smiling through tears, waving at me. Like he wanted the last moment we'd see each other to be a happy one, not a sad one; one of thanks, happiness, and love.
I'll love you
forever, Johnathen.