The longer I live and breathe in this beautiful country, the more I find myself lost in this great, big, grand sea of my Father's love. And to think my few weeks here of caring for these children are only glimpses of the vastness and depth of it. Like wave after wave, His love is consistent. When I'm feeding them, when I'm wiping saliva-drenched hands, when I hold them for hours until they drift slowly to sleep, when I'm wiping away tears - His love is consistent. It's in those moments, messy and all, that I get to see His heart up close and personal. I'm discovering more and more how much of a privilege it is to be His vessel. To be be His hands and feet. To
love. All because He first loved me.
As an encouragement to you all, know that the Father's love for you is so constant, so vast, and so deep, beyond what you could ever fathom. It's in those simple, everyday, and yes, messy moments of life where the Father loves to draw you deeper into His heart. Wave after wave.
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