it felt like fall

This afternoon it felt like fall. It shouldn’t have, or at least I never expected it to feel like autumn in Central Thailand during rainy season. It surprised me and i enjoyed those few short moments in which I recalled times of my past in Canada.

The sun was hot in the late afternoon, as I rode my bike back to my house by the river, but it was lower in the sky so it was more gentle than earlier. School was out for the day and as always children were playing along the sides of the roads, or sitting on the railing along the sidewalk, waiting for their rides to pick them up. Today no one called out to me, although they usually do. “Hello!!”, they generally cry. Trees line either side of this road by my muubaan (neighbourhood); the scene was familiar and I enjoyed what it reminded me of. Swaying trees cast their dancing shadows on the road, and I rode the rest of the way with a smile all over me.

I remember sitting in London, years ago, by the university, savouring the heat from some of the last warm days until the next spring. Never would I have imagined, those years 8 years ago that this is now where I’d be. If somebody had told me that this is where I’d be and this is what I’d be doing, I would’ve thought they were crazy. “For I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord….” (Jeremiah 29:11) But I’m happy. There’s no other place I’d rather be. Sure I miss people and things from back home. But I can’t imagine being there now, especially knowing that He wants me here.

I feel like something is brewing inside of me. Like He’s going to release a vision or something in me or through me. I don’t know exactly what my future ministry looks like yet, and I’m okay with that. I don’t need to know right now, and I’m sure He’ll let me know in His timing. He’s growing something in me, and in my heart. Something to do with the S people but what exactly? I don’t know. But I pray that throughout all of this that He’d be glorified – past, present and future that He’d continue to be glorified and receive the praise and honour that He more than deserves.

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