To Serve

Dear friends,

Greetings! I’m Paige, originally from Hudson along with Megan & Mairead, but now attending school and living in Cincinnati, Ohio. I just finished up my freshman year at UC and it was one to remember with many lessons and experiences along the way. This is my first post and it’s hard choosing what to write about among it all, but here it goes!

Two weeks ago I got the opportunity to go and serve at a Young Life Camp called Sharptop Cove, which is in Georgia. I got to spend my time setting, serving and bussing tables for meals. It was hard and meticulous work, but so life giving in many ways. In the Bible it talks about serving others a lot.

Matthew 20:28 says ,”For even the Son of man did not come to be served but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.”

This reminds me constantly that serving is not about us and should be used to show others God’s love. While there, paying attention to detail was greatly emphasized and “serving with excellence.”

Imagine you’re at work and out of the blue are asked if the CEO of the company can join you and your family for dinner that night. You would make sure to do everything perfectly from setting the forks, spoons and knives straight to making sure each plate you set out was as clean as it could be to folding each napkin perfectly. You want everything to look perfect for the CEO. Any kid or person who comes to camp should get to experience this perfectness, because in God’s eyes He loves everyone no matter what. He doesn’t care what you’ve done or who you are, He still loves you and we should try to show this love to everyone we meet. Whether that be through setting tables or investing time in someone’s life.

I’ve been home from college for a little over a week now and have already made the 3.5 hour drive to Cincinnati twice now. Life down there is so different from life in Hudson. There is where my co-leaders are. There is where my ministry is. There is where my community lies. There so many friendships were made. Being back seem’s unreal and unfamiliar because “there” is what is familiar and real, but my roommate will be here and so will friends from high school. I’m excited to get to spend time with them and grow in my faith with them over the summer. The relationships I had in high school were so different than relationships I made in college. Hanging out with my friends we would have intentional conversation and really pay attention and listen to what each other had to say, polar opposite from high school. In high school, I only cared about myself and what I was going to say next rather than listening to what was being said. Spending good, intentional time with these friends is going to be awesome and I can’t wait to do life with them this summer.

I want to leave you this this:

“And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds, not giving up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but encouraging one another— and all the more as you see the Day approaching” Hebrews 10:24-25.

Happy Summer!

xoxo,

Paige

Late Night Thoughts…

Dear friends…

“Don’t waste your energy regretting the way things are or thinking about what might have been. Start at the present moment – accepting things exactly as they are – and search for My way in the midst of those circumstances.” I quoted Jesus Calling in a letter to a younger girl I’ve become friends with over the past couple years. I watched her go through her high school years as I was a college leader and now she is a college freshman and I am out in the exhilarating post grad life. We have become rather close and my heart is hurting because a boy broke hers.

I have been searching through all my old journals, trying to find helpful and comforting words to send her in this letter. I know the exact season of my life that I was feeling like she probably is right now, so I pulled the journal out from that time and flipped open to that line from Jesus Calling. However, what I was not planning for were those words hitting me hard in the present moment. Wow, how those words describe my human self. I constantly exhaust myself by trying to take control over situations and change them, think about the past and regret parts and daydreaming what might have been. All of this… it is exhausting. Sometimes I think my thinking can tire me out quicker than going on a five mile run.

Living in New York City is rather exciting as one may think, but it is also challenging in ways that people who have not lived here may never expect. There’s so much time on the go and the ways of the culture here can actually lead to a large amount of time alone, which also brings about a lot of time to be in your mind. For me, that has been a challenge as I am without a doubt an over thinker, and also a daydreamer. The mind is a powerful thing and is also our ultimate battlefield. I don’t know about you, but that is a fact I have a hard time coming to terms with. What we think of the most and the thoughts that consume us will pour out into our lives and soon turn out to be who we become. As I look back on my life, I can clearly see this to be true.

I don’t quite have all the answers, as a matter of fact, not even close. But what I can say is that we must fix our minds on Jesus by spending time with Him each day. It really is the only hope we have. I can not choose to accept things how they are on my own. I don’t always like how things are. Life hurts and circumstances get hard and my weak self does not want to choose to accept that. But with Jesus, I know I can. With Him, things are a lot more clear, a lot more hopeful and I can feel at rest because He, and He alone, is enough. That’s all I got for you tonight. Talk to Jesus. He is waiting for you.

xoxo,

megs

Cold May Weather

Dear friends,

Three days ago I drove the long eight and a half hour drive from my bustling college town to my little home town. I told my dad I wanted to drive this time and that he could be the passenger, because I knew he had to make a few work calls and that it would give me plenty of time to think. There’s a certain soothing meditation that comes from driving those long, open roads. My dad started asking me some of the questions I knew I would be hearing a lot more of when we arrived home, about school, how it was going with my boyfriend, changing my major, and who I wanted to hang out with first when I got back. The sky was blueish-gray and the clouds were getting darker underneath, and I just stared at the road ahead and thought about his questions. I knew I was about to go back and that there was a chance it might be weird, not having left off on such a great note with some of my friends. I think for everyone who has been away for a long time, you feel like a whole new person than the person you left at home.  It also felt like the wrong time to be up and leaving my team with Young Life, when everyone else would be in South Carolina over the summer. My new friends, my boyfriend, my ministry, my life for the past ten months is down in South Carolina.

But there is something bitter sweet about returning home. You know those people in your life that can make a place feel like home no matter what situation you are walking back into? I have a couple of those. For half of that car ride I forgot that God has blessed me with people who He loves and who love me in both of my homes. They’re scattered through my life like angels, only more like good friends and wisdom sharers, and just their presence makes all the clouds roll away. I have an opportunity to draw closer to those friends and family I left when I went to college, and getting to dive into fellowship with them again makes my heart feel very uplifted. I can’t wait to here about all the things that they have been doing.

As I read through Acts 8 this morning, I was very encouraged by the men of faith and their obedience to the Spirit of God. Verses 26-40 tell the story of an angel leading Philip to head a certain direction in his journey from Jerusalem to Gaza, because God was preparing him to meet an Ethiopian man heading the same direction who needed to hear the Word.

There are two things that really stood out to me in this passage. The first is how God will put opportunities in front of us to do his work, if we are willing to listen to him and let the Holy Spirit lead our steps. Philip could have traveled along the route he was on because it was quicker or ignored the man standing by the chariot, but in faith he headed down that road to Gaza and approached the man the Spirit told him about.

The second thing that stood out to me is how the journey did not end at that point and neither did Philip’s desire to spread God’s word. In fact, not only did Philip travel around preaching in “all the towns until he reached Caesarea” (Acts 8:40. ESV), but the eunuch man went on his way rejoicing about what had just happened.

“When they came up out of the water, the Spirit of the Lord suddenly took Philip away, and the eunuch did not see him again, but went on his way rejoicing” (Acts 8:39. ESV).

Imagine the people who got to hear his story!

I’m writing to you, friends, as Ohio welcomes me with a rainy northeastern breeze and a high of 51 degrees. But although it might not be the Carolina heat I long for, I sit at my kitchen table sipping hot coffee from the local shop and am reminded of what a gift it is to be part of the lives of my friends and family here. Who knows where the Spirit will lead us this summer? The Lord will use us on every step of our journey.

“Those who had been scattered preached the word wherever they went” (Acts 8:4. ESV).

Much love friends.

Xoxo,

Mairead

Koinonia.

Dear Friends,

I turned opened to a reading the other day that kept referring to the term “koinonia.” This is a greek word which God uses to describe our fellowship with Him. I did a little more of a search on the term and it means a close association between two people and all the results that come from that close relationship. The word is also used in the Bible to describe a close relationship between the followers of Jesus.

Fellowship. It appears to be a simple word, but it sure has some depth to it, doesn’t it? “They devoted themselves to the apostles’ teaching and to fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer. Everyone was filled with awe at the many wonders and signs performed by the apostles. All the believers were together and had everything in common. They sold property and possessions to give to anyone who had need. Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people. And the Lord added to their number daily those who were being saved” (Acts 2:42-47). When I read this scripture, I can’t help but to long for that. It sounds like quite the celebration. And I want to be part of it. This also is a clear picture that God wants that for us too (And the Lord added to their number daily those who were being saved).

As I look back on different seasons of my life, I see times where I have been blessed with deep and wonderful fellowship and other times where I crave it. But one thing I have come to realize is that fellowship takes time. As Ty Saltzgiver says in Reflections on Discipleship, “Fellowship, deep fellowship, seems to evolve slowly over time. As trust grows, fellowship and “accountability” deepen. Like a fine wine, let fellowship age.”

At the beginning of college I got involved in a particular ministry, Young Life, rather quickly. I had hopes to make some friends as fast as I possibly could. However, I would go and the faces around me were so unfamiliar and it was hard to get “deep” with any of them. I didn’t have much in common with any of them (besides Jesus). However, I kept going. I kept showing up. I knew I wanted it. I wanted friends. I promise you that it seems to have gone by like the blink of an eye, but the next five years were better in ways I can’t even put into words and better than I could have ever imagined. Now here I am in the middle of Manhattan as a college graduate and finding myself at a point where I must start over again. However, it is harder. I’m not around people my own age as I was in college and I am in a city where people are very transient and not very big on commitment. So… the seeking it a bit more of a challenge. But what I can tell you is that this time is making me more and more dependent on the fellowship I have with the Lord. I still must seek it, but my fellowship with Him is constantly available at any time and anywhere, and that is something different than any human relationship I may or may not have.

 

I wrote the above paragraphs some time earlier in my New York journey. After months of brining my requests of community and fellowship before the Lord, I have some friendships here that will be incredibly hard to leave the day that we go our separate ways. I may not have a room full of people I’m singing worship with per say, but I have some relationships here that have gotten deep within just a couple months and relationships that result in individuals around this big and dark city noticing something different about us. I spent the past weekend in the mountains with a couple of these friendships and let me tell you… we broke bread together. We ate a lot together. And we laughed even more than that. And that’s enough. In fact, it’s more than enough.

If you’re feeling lonely or struggling to find community in a new place, don’t give up. If you seek it, you will find it. But let me tell you from experience, you must seek it. Lots of love.

xoxo,

megs

Greetings from Florence…

Dear friends,

College can bring about many opportunities and adventures. It can be some challenging years, but also the best of times with doors to go and experience new things and build new relationships. One of our very dear friends, Micaela, is an undergrad at Kent State in Ohio and is currently studying abroad in Florence, Italy. With an adventure like this, far away from home and all things of familiarity, we have been so eager to hear what she is learning and how the Lord is growing her through this season of her life. Here is a letter from her, straight from Florence. Isn’t it so special to share in what the King is teaching us! We can learn so much from each other. Friendships like these, what a gift indeed.

The king, He provides more than I need every time. Let me tell you a story of when the King provided for me when I was in need.

I needed a summer internship and in fashion it is nothing short of competitive. Friends of mine are landing gigs with Free People, Ann Taylor or Oscar De La Renta, which are big headquarters and they ensure that when you look for a job if you aren’t offered a job there, the name itself on your resume will help you out down the road. So, it can be discouraging getting rejected as you endlessly apply for jobs you don’t even understand… As time ticks, your self-esteem goes with that time until all at once you give up the control and give your worries to the King, so that He can reveal His plan.  It seems simple, but can be no cake walk. I one day got on my knees and with this truth had confidence the King would provide a job.

“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.”

Wouldn’t you know, the next week I was granted scholarships to pay for my summer classes, promoted at work once I return from Florence and given an internship with a company that turns out to be the very best fit for me.  I couldn’t have imagined it all, but as I waited, the King showed me once again that He knew what was best for me. It’s hard to put into words, but I wanted an internship to fulfill a requirement and the King gave me far more then that, because He loves the details! I am in Florence, Italy and have the same fears and insecurities as every college girl, but I serve a mighty and powerful King and the second I started believing that He would provide, He did. Literally almost immediately. I was provided for with a job, but the King can provide everything we need and more if we believe.

I am studying in Florence, Italy so it may seem crazy that I would have problems… I live in a beautiful place, the food is beyond quality and the places I travel on the weekends are nothing but a dream to most. I still have frustrations and struggles though here in Florence. It drives me crazy to be around people I love so dearly, but can not seamlessly communicate with them because of the language barrier.  I love people and to not be able to easily talk isolates me so I am constantly reminding myself who is always in communication with me if I want.

I study fashion so we go to the Gucci, Prada and Armani Museos. We learn about all the big designers and then we went to Milan for fashion week, where I got to go to Versace and Mosschino, which is a dream for a girl like me. I live this extravagant life currently, but I am an ordinary girl from Ohio who is set apart. I went to Venice for Easter, I have been to Paris and London. This weekend I’m going to Chinque Terre, which has one of the world’s most beautiful hikes. I live a life where I go to the beautiful places you see on pinterest and instagram and it’s nothing short of magical. ‘Straight Magic” is how I explain most of it because the creation, architecture and art I get to see in these places is beyond my vocabulary. How privileged am I to live in Italy for four months and experience and immerse in a culture with such history! It was beyond my dreams, but the Lord needs His warriors all over the world and He chose me… I am feeling rather grateful for that.

Micaela Moreno

Share Your Story.

Dear Friends,

You may be familiar with a story in the Bible known as “The Woman at the Well.” If not, turn to John 4 to find Jesus and the Woman of Samaria, and you will be so glad you did. Something I love about scripture is that we can read it so many times and yet something completely different can speak to us each time we read it. Recently while reading this particular story, I marked up verse 39, which reads, “Many Samaritans from that town believed in him because of the woman’s testimony.” I wrote in big bold letters on the side of the page, “Share your story.”

I have found myself in a situation several times in recent years where I’m asked, “What’s your story?” Or testimony, or however one chooses to word it. If I’m being completely honest, I usually find a way to leave parts out or make it sound a little “simpler” than it actually is. Some parts hurt and my insecurities creep up begging me to not put it all out there in case people would think differently of me. I also am so quick to not believe it has the power to impact anyone. I found myself in this kind of situation this past summer. I was leading on a camp trip, and at one of the leader meetings we were asked to write a few lines explaining our testimony. They would then choose a couple to put on pieces of cardboard to share with high school students later that week. My immediate thought when given these instructions were “this does not matter because mine will not be chosen.” Well, my few lines were chosen to be put on a piece of cardboard to share in front of the whole camp later that week. The lies I believed that my story was “not powerful enough” or “not good enough” were quickly challenged.

After sharing my cardboard testimony at camp, a high school student from a school I was not a leader at approached me. She appeared rather nervous, but asked if we could talk. I was stunned, but overjoyed and agreed to do so. We went and sat in a corner far from everyone else, and she asked for every detail of my testimony, beginning to now. I told her it all. I don’t think I have ever experienced someone listening to me as that girl was in that moment. It turned out she was going through some experiences that I had gone through during my high school years. On the last day of camp, her leader came up to me and asked if the high school student could take my piece of cardboard home with her, per her request. The back of the cardboard reads, “at rest because Jesus is enough.” The fact that that girl gets to look at those words everyday brings tears of joy to my eyes. I now not only see, but also believe the power in all of this.

This may be just one example, but I encourage every person who has been changed by Jesus to share your story with as many people as you possibly can. Someone out there is going to connect. Someone is going to relate. And someone out there needs to hear it. Time of reflection has led me to seeing how I use to be ashamed and scared to share my story. What I have come to learn is that our story or testimony is not solely about our painful past or hardships we have gone through. It is about so much more than that. It is about how the Creator of the Universe has completely changed you and made you new. The story leading up to it is just a piece of evidence for those around us. It is a witness. Like the woman at the well.

In a book called “A Shepherd Looks at Psalm 23” by W. Phillip Keller, he says, “…. only those who have been through such dark valleys can console, comfort, or encourage others in similar situations.” He goes on to say, “The one who can best minister to a broken heart is one who has known a broken heart.” My friends, this is why it is worth sharing. This is the beauty the Lord can bring out of brokenness. Every time I meet a Christian I can’t help but to long in curiosity about how it happened. How Jesus changed them. What led up to their eyes being opened. And what is so incredibly special is that we get to be part of others’ stories. I dream about Heaven a lot, as I’m sure you do too. And as we know, it will be just grand. We will get to worship God, we will get to enjoy great fellowship with others. However, something we will not do there is share with someone the good news of Heaven. Everyone there will already be singing praises with you. Only here on earth for this short time you have left will you have the chance to help others in this way. So go and share your story. It might be what helps others to believe there is a God powerful enough to change them too.

xoxo,

megs

All Things Work Together For Good. 

Dear Friends,

Recently I began reading the book of Hebrews. Reading the first two chapters has been really good for me this week, and has reminded me of what is true and exposing some of my false thoughts. When I’m not making grades, when external forces like colds and flu strains hit without warning, when life really seems to be going at too fast of a pace for me to catch up, God’s word has been there. And reading Paul’s epistle to the Hebrew people is like reading a hand written message by God to me.

When we look at the things in our life that seem out of control or that we are stumbling to gain control of, we are narrowing our perspective of the bigger picture. All these things in our life that we have been given are from God himself and are in subjection to him, therefore his total authority and control rein over them. This drastically rearranges the false idea we have, especially as we realize just how many things we have a slippery grasp on. But God gently and profoundly reminds us that because of his love for us that we can not physically comprehend, he cares for each area of our lives. If we look to the  things in our lives that we love more than anything else and the areas of our life that we are currently trying to steer in a certain direction, we will see that not one of those things looks as pretty and perfect as we want it to. Eventually, this lack of control will leave us feeling empty and discouraged. But when we look to our Father we see that he leaves nothing outside his control. (2:8) 

And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.

-Romans 8:28 

If you don’t get the answer you are looking for and sometimes have to give up control, God could be showing you that he has a much grander plan than the one you had for yourself. Read Romans 8:28. He doesn’t break his promises.

As Paul writes to the Hebrews, he explains that by looking to Jesus we see the true love of God replicated, “At present, we do not yet see everything in subjection to him. But we see him…” (2:8) 

There is something else we must think about when we read this passage, Matthew 4, or the gospels of Luke or Mark that tell about Jesus being tempted in the wilderness. As the Son of God, holy and completely perfect in God’s eyes, why would Christ suffer through every broken, dirty sin struggle of man? Jesus suffered like this in service and in according to the will of his Father. Yes, it was his Father’s will for it to be done. Jesus “had to be made like his brothers” (2:17) in every respect,“For because he himself has suffered when tempted, he is able to help those who are being tempted” (2:18)In this passage, we are able to see the depth of God’s love for us to be willing to show his care for each of our needs and worries. In tenderness he says,

“Why, even the hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not, you are of more value than many sparrows”

-Luke 12:7

Sometimes it feels like your plan is not coming together, but a bigger one has been laid out for you. And he made us perfectly equipped with the right skills to conquer those lies that tell us we aren’t good enough, so that we may continue to proclaim his greatness.

Xoxo,

Mairead

Words for thought on this evening….

Hello dear friends,

Happy Friday! Some days I struggle to make it through the day as my energy level falls flat. Those are usually the days where I skipped out on my time with the Lord in the morning. And it’s in those moments that I am reminded how much I NEED that time. Anyways, I managed to sneak away from the chaos of the day and tune the world out by putting headphones in, playing some worship music and reading some truth. I chose to turn to Tirzah Magazine for some assistance and tonight I am so glad I did. Comparison is a dangerous path I choose to walk down far too often. I have always struggled with it and it is so true that it chooses to rob my joy in return. I wanted to pass along the following article to anyone reading this in hopes that it may encourage you tonight as it did for me. Thank you for following along and reading our words. You are loved. Loved more than you could ever comprehend.

“Taking Back Our Joy From The Comparison Game” on Tirzah Mag*

xoxo,

Megs

P.S. I will officially be sharing words on Tirzah Magazine now. It is nothing but an honor to contribute to a publication that has encouraged me and reminded me of truth countless times. One thing that chasing this dream has taught me already is that I want to write about things that matter. Here’s to what the Lord has ahead!

Produced by Patience.

Dear Friends,

Happy Tuesday!!!!

Today I am going to share with you a big thing that has recently happened in my life. I am now officially a Young Life leader! Last week, I was so very blessed to get to meet the teammates I will be serving with for the next few years of college. Let me tell you, it was crazy for it all to change from a thought to my current reality. Of course, it is all very exciting to dive right in to an already at work ministry, but one thing you definitely have to have in these situations is patience. I constantly hear the word being whispered in my ear; patience, have patience, trust in me and have patience. Real, solid relationships take time to build. I remember how long it took my leader and I to reach the level of friendship we are at now. Five years later, we’re two peas in a pod, (right Megs?)  But I wish so bad that I could have that now with these girls. I don’t know who God is going to draw me near or how my ministry will look in a year, and the only way to take it is one day at a time.

I know it wasn’t always fun to minister to me; I know I’m stubborn, I can imagine I was even more so as a young high schooler. It makes me laugh to think about all the times I probably gave my leaders a hard time. (Again, sorry Megan). But just as God showed to them His unfailing dedication and mercy, the older Christians in my life chased after me with the same heart and trust that the Lord would be with them. Eventually, I began to wonder why they were ecstatic to be friends with me, to hear all about my problems, and did all of it with such genuine care.

Looking back on the past few years of my life, I see the patience it must have taken to be those ladies. Even if they felt tired on the inside, it was never revealed to to me. They kept showing up in my day to day, and continued to express joy in my company. As humans, we have natural limits to our physical and emotional strength. (Romans 3:23) It’s easy to become overwhelmed when we forget this about ourselves. We have to remember that there are some things that God will do through us and around us that are not a result of our own power, but His alone. Nevertheless, God will use broken people like us to bring others into His eternal family, and He is overjoyed to do it. (Luke 12:32-34) We are here to live lives that point towards Him but not to take His glory upon ourselves. In the same way, we should not expect ourselves to be able to do the things only God can do! This will lead to weariness, frustration, and doubt because we are not meant to do the supernatural.

Although He already knows of our weaknesses, He reminds us to come to Him for rest and direction. (Luke 12:31) As faithful Christians, we will be called to do certain things for His glory, and the remainder we have the privilege to watch fall into place, as we patiently pray for our friends and He continues to fulfill His plan. 

“For this reason, since the day we heard about you, we have not stopped praying for you. We continually ask God to fill you with the knowledge of his will through all the wisdom and understanding the Spirit gives, so that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and please him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God, being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience, and giving joyful thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of his holy people in the kingdom of light.”

-Colossians 1:9-12

So friends, be encouraged that we are not told to do every job. We were wired to be dependent on our Father, and if we have faith in His power and His endurance then He will reveal to us remarkable things in time. He is with us.

Much love, xoxo

Mairead

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Love is like that.

Dear friends,

I never considered myself to be great with kids. I doubted that I could become a leader through the ministry Young Life, because I worried too much about not being able to love those high schoolers the right way. But God has changed my heart during the past two months tremendously. “What a joy it is!” He says to my heart, “to love those younger than you and share with them what I’ve taught you.”

It overwhelms me with happiness now to think that I have been given such a privilege to love another group of God’s children on such an Christ-like mission. Kids at that age need to be shown through loving actions the way their Lord cares about them, and this can only be experienced through people in their lives who recognize their significance and potential as much as their Lord. These real encounters of love in their lives make known His presence. Young people were such a blessing to Jesus. Therefore, we must look at each of them as the gifts they truly are in the eyes of their father.

I am not much older than these high schoolers I will be pouring my heart into and at times I wonder, “Have I experienced enough for this? Gosh, I’m just a freshman in college!” But the Lord reminds me that the things He is teaching me are meant to be shared.

    “The very ability to give away our life in Christ is proof of its possession. Nor can we withhold that which we possess in the Spirit of Christ, and still keep it,” says Dr. Robert Coleman in his book, The Master Plan of Evangelism. I was just reading a post from She Reads Truth the other day, and I don’t think they could have summarized our mission as Christians any better. It was simply this, “Love, Serve, Invite, Forgive.” When we practice these things, our eyes are opened to the opportunities God lays in front of us. We can give freely without feeling like we are owed for our time, money, or need reciprocation for the love we give out. We do so humbly, meeting the physical needs of our friends and praying that God would heal their spiritual needs. See, this was the way Jesus was with us. “Nothing was withheld, not even his own life…Love is like that” (Coleman).

This spring has been busier for me, and classes have gotten tougher. But being able to lean into God throughout it has grown my faith in Him in new ways I didn’t know were possible. One of the verses we’ve repeated, practiced, and memorized in leadership training is 1 Thessalonians 2:8. Let it be a reminder for you that fully loving others requires sacrifice, but it will in turn bring so much joy.

“Because we loved you so much, we delighted to share with you not only the gospel of God, but our lives as well.” 

Love & Encouragement,

Mairead