God is there to meet you in the center of each trial. And He will whisper to you His secrets, which will bring you out with a radiant face and such an invincible faith that all the demons of hell would never be able to shake it.
Streams in the Desert, July 12
Blistered, tear stained, and sweaty I feel like a runner nearing the finish line. I can see the end and I can imagine the refreshing shower and good nights rest waiting for me.
In the mean time I am limping to the end. I was told to take it slow this week. Spend time in the Psalms, do some reflecting on the trip. Of course, I had no intention of doing that. I am personally discipleing two women that I have fallen absolutely in love with. Their tents are hot and stuffy, but I don’t care. I’ll sit in them as long as I have to if it means spending time in the word and encouraging them.
Apparently God, and my body, had other plans. I woke up on Tuesday feeling crummy but wanted to spend every possible minute in the camp before I leave. Matt , Wes and I went up to Marjolene’s tent to work on the New Believer’s class with her and hang out. We didn’t intend to stay long since I wasn’t feeling well, but as it always it in her tent- we stayed much longer than intended.
When we got back to the church tent I was really getting sick and then realized I wasn’t sweating at all. I was burning up. Matt and Vanessa basically forced me to go up to the camp hospital. I hate going up there and using the resources that are there for the Haitians, but that’s the only option for any kind of medical treatment around here.
I did in fact have a fever and a “nasty viral infection” in my respiratory system. I stayed home from the camp yesterday and my fever broke sometime in the afternoon. Who knew I’d ever be thankful to be sweaty!?
I’ve prayed and prayed that I’d be well enough to go to camp today- but I’m not. My infection seems only to be getting worse.
God knows what He is doing. Maybe this is His way of making the goodbye’s easier. Of making me take time to rest and reflect on the past two months and the relationships I have made.
Healthy or sick, tomorrow is going to be a hard day.