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A Time for Everything: Reflections on Colombia

Every time I feel like I'm missing out on something exciting in life, I'll always try to remember Colombia . When I was finishing up university in 2006, I had applied to go to Colombia to teach English and every night, every prayer was (Lord please let me be chosen, please let me be chosen...please, please, please let me be chosen.) I was determined and with all that praying I thought...well I must be chosen.


Well, I wasn't chosen. And I was deeply disappointed because my heart was already in Colombia (even with the knowledge of the danger of the drug cartels, trafficking, crime, violence etc.) Instead, I was accepted to grad school that year and a pre-start requirement was to do a summer field research course and for some strange reason I did not want to go. I suppose I was still heart-broken about Colombia. My new prayer was Lord please send some window of opportunity anything is better than summer school!? But, I eventually went and in about 1-2 weeks visited (for the first time) and fell in love with the people of Guyana, Barbados & Trinidad. Fast-forward to this year...7 whole years after the bitter disappointment of Colombia. The amount of cultures I have interacted with in the year 2013 is astounding to me.

I have a heart for different peoples of the world and I am sure I will visit Colombia one day. But so far I have been blessed to experience more cultures, meet and connect hearts with more people, of different backgrounds, than I could have possibly ever dreamed or imagined growing up. Now, I'm eternally grateful that Colombia was a no if it meant I could have had all these experiences instead.

The more I live, the more I understand that everything is all God's timing. Like it says in Ecclesiastes 3...There is a time for everything and God makes all things beautiful in His time. #MyEarlyBirthdayReflections #GrattitudeSunday #BeBlessed#BeEncouraged



~Love God,Live life,One Enkounter at a Time~

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