Passion

When you are passionate about something, it is so hard to keep that passion hidden. Today I was going through some pictures to create a slide show for my presentation at church next Sunday night. I began reminiscing of my time spend in Indonesia this past summer and I began to ask, was it really real? Did I really go there? Did I really live in a village for a week? Seeing the faces of the kids brought back so many memories of our daily jalan-jalan (walks). As difficult as it was living in that village I miss it so much. The beauty was spectacular, the people so genuine. God, there is something burning inside me, screaming to be let out - a passion and desire to just go. To go wherever it is that you want me to go. Here I am God, send me.