learning to breathe

The other day I opened my Bible to find a passage I wanted to read but as I flipped through the pages a note from one of the team members I worked with on a team during the mission’s organization I worked with summer program in Ireland from 8 years ago dropped out. I picked up the note and read it. As I read it, I was filled with reminders of who God says I am as she wrote out biblical truths of what it means to be a child of God, memories of the summers spent in beloved Greystones at the Coolnagriena that felt like home among the staff that felt like family and reminders of all that this team member brought to the team as well as the experiences both my Outreach teams had while serving at various churches and programs throughout Ireland. I felt a mix of joy reminiscing on the times and sadness over how I had not been able to stay in touch with all the team members I led as much as I would have liked apart from social media. I kicked myself in the head for not doing a better job at kee...