El fin

With less than a week left in Costa Rica, we have a lot of work left to finish up our project. Yesterday we sent out a preliminary set of plans to all our volunteers for their review. Today we are trying to get those revisions done and sent out again for their review.

For the last couple weeks I've been desiring to share some of my testimony with my host sister Maria Paula. God convicted me at her age that He alone was to be worshiped, not boys. However, I am generally shy about bringing up those kind of conversation topics and in Spanish I was even more hesitant. I started praying that God would bring an opportunity for me to bring it up. Then I started praying that He would bring it up, because I was scared to. Sunday afternoon Maria Paula and I had to walk to the pulperia to get some corn flour for grandma's tortillas. As she was telling me about the latest boy developments and how she is feeling, I saw an opening for sharing what happened with me and started talking...in Spanish. I told her some of my story and how God told me that He was better than boys. I was in shock that I had actually said something. Praise God for His power to use me despite my uncertainty! She simply replied, "I know." I didn't tell my story the way I usually tell it, but I pray that what I did say was the right thing and that if there is something else He wants me to say that He will pull it out of me like He did this time. :)

Life right now is a chaos of working to finish our project, packing, spending last moments with our host families and fellow interns, and doing purposeful processing of what God has taught us during our six months here. In the midst of all the change and non-routine of this week and the coming month, as I see my family and move back to school, I am reminded that my God is my anchor. He is the constant factor through it all and that is all I need.