Change in Season
Something strange has been happening to me lately...I feel like I'm thinking more clearly. I've been really frustrated. I miss England. I miss the outreach. I miss looking into the eyes of a homeless person and realizing how much Jesus loves them and how much I wanted them to know that. I'm not so sure why it's changed so much since I've been home.
I decided today that one of my most favorite things in the world is when I go to visit the toddlers that have left my room...I walk into the room and kids either croud around me or shout my name from across the room. And they have that look on their faces that says "oh, she's going to be so excited when she sees that I'm here!" or "look, it's me! you love me, remember?" Oh man, those expressions are priceless, those nonverbal interactions!
today at 3:30 I was once again put in the position where I had to turn music on and just dance. it's that time of day, the kiddos want to go home, they want to be held. I can't hold them all. So I just turn some music on and dance. And they laugh at me, and some of them start to dance and it's wonderful.
I decided today that one of my most favorite things in the world is when I go to visit the toddlers that have left my room...I walk into the room and kids either croud around me or shout my name from across the room. And they have that look on their faces that says "oh, she's going to be so excited when she sees that I'm here!" or "look, it's me! you love me, remember?" Oh man, those expressions are priceless, those nonverbal interactions!
today at 3:30 I was once again put in the position where I had to turn music on and just dance. it's that time of day, the kiddos want to go home, they want to be held. I can't hold them all. So I just turn some music on and dance. And they laugh at me, and some of them start to dance and it's wonderful.