Brianna is gone...but I'm back. It's uncool being gone at different times, yet it was nice to come back, and hang a little before she left to do her part.
I'm really excited for her. Like, more excited than I've been since Jamaica 2011. I've grown up going on short term mission trips, but this is a first for her. I know that I love them, and basically always have. I think it's her turn to discover the beauty of them. It's gonna be hard, I know, but I can already imagine her walking away from this adventure with so much more. Growth, knowledge, love, it's all inevitable on trips like these. Truly inevitable.
We owe these wonderful oppurtunities to our parents, our church families, and our God. Mission trips remind us how big the story that the Lord has invited us to join in the telling of really is, and it's an eye-opening reminder every time. We are small. God is big.





Lydia


P.S. That was Mrs. P, Brianna's mom, on the last post. Hahahahahaha!