I have been blessed with two weekends away, and my heart has become so full because of them.
Two weekends ago, we went to Malealea Lodge, a lovely oasis in the mountains. When you step out from your little cabin to see this, your heart cannot help but be at ease. Though the picture does not show it well, this beautiful grassy lawn reaches out to endless mountains, endless sky. (And there are many more of this weekend on Facebook, if you are interested) I spent a lot of time sitting on the bench over this lookout to just be. I spent time with my Lord and let Him fill my lungs with His renewing breath.
We were also given the opportunity to go on a village tour, and the whole time I was just in awe at the beauty of simplicity. The people were so rich in so many ways. It is hard to describe, but there was such a sense of peace there in the mountains.
While on the tour, I began asking our tour guides endless questions. We got on the topic of faith, and I was so blessed to be able to learn what they believe, and in turn, share the truth of the gospel with them. My heart found such satisfaction and fulfillment in sharing the Word of God with them, and I realized that I really desire to make disciples and to spread the hope of salvation that has been graciously given me.
With heart full and prompted by my Jesus, we went home rested and renewed. You wouldn't think that two days in the mountains could change your life, but I truly believe that it did. I came back to Beautiful Gate so anxious to share the word that I just started telling it to the kids. This, of course, was a silly thing to do, since they are all under five years old, have no concept of salvation, and don't even speak the same language. Nonetheless, I was overflowing with a need to tell someone!
God has been working in such beautiful ways since then. Both in my heart, and in the hearts of others. I had really felt a burden to reach out and minister to the housemothers during my stay here, but I was so unsure of how to do so and to be honest, I was really scared. How could I, a nineteen year old American, minister to these wise Basotho women whose English is so limited? But God opened up doors and gave me the courage to find a way. I asked my house moms if they would like to read the Bible together, and they all excitedly said yes! So I began going into the house during my break and the kids' nap time to simply read. A local volunteer who has been assigned to my house with me has especially been loving our time together. She is a fairly new Christian and is SO hungry for the word. She thinks so deeply and makes such beautiful connections. It is like I get to read the Bible for the very first time again! I have been able to see the wonder and power of the word through her, and each time, I am blessed. I thought we would meet once or twice a week from 2-3, but it has become everyday from 2-4. Mmm. I cannot even tell you how blessed I feel to do this with her and the other housemothers. They have a lot of cultural beliefs that have skewed the truth of the Word, so it is so cool to be able to share and clarify what God says. So good. I have found so much fulfillment in it and know that this is something I do not want to stop when I go back home. We are called to be disciple makers! That has always been God's mission, to share His glory with all nations. So GO! Share this beautiful love, this treasure, this truth!!
After that jumble of thoughts.... This past weekend we went to Templehof Gamepark.
To look out on this sunny view was so good. Plus we got to see a very pregnant mama lion, the daddy lion (and hear him roar!) and hold lion cubs. Eeeek! Makin dreams come true my friends. Makin dreams come true. We also saw emu, impala, wild dogs which are very endangered, peacocks, ostriches and their babies (which look really really funny) and "blue ball" monkeys. As I watched all these animals, and especially the lions, I was just in awe of how creative and majestic God is. I was actually reminded of Aslan from the Chronicles of Narnia and how there is such awe inspiring beauty and power in the lion, and how our savior is called the Lion of Judah. It was just such a nice time.
These weekends away refreshed my spirit and showed me so much of God's lovely creation, but they also made me more keenly aware of the beauty here on campus. There is beauty in walking down the sidewalk to hear my name being yelled from in my babyhouse and having all the kids sprint up to jump into my arms every morning. There is beauty in the laughter of a child who I couldn't even get to smile when I first arrived. There is beauty in the jubilant hallelujahs thrown in to our "Amen" song at snack time. There is beauty in the first steps of one of "my" babies today. There is beauty in so many things.
So I encourage you to seek out the beauty around you. It may be small, a brief moment of joy, or it may be big, like the horizon dotted with mountains that can do nothing else but bring glory to God. Life can easily become mundane, but when our eyes are opened to the things God has touched, we cannot help but think life to be beautiful.

