The Truth Is…Ã�’m Weak
It’s hard to believe that this past Sunday marked exactly 1 month since I have left home. Within this month ever fiber of my being has been tested, stretched, pushed, and molded. Battling living discomforts, homesickness, and physical sickness has not made this first month a walk in the park. There have been moments of unexplainable joy followed my moments of doubt and exhaustion. Yet in all of this, God has shown me the most abundant source of strength and comfort. As I have been reading through Paul’s letters I am captivated by his missionary journeys. While I have not sought...