Processing....

I'm tempted to break out my tattered green copy of Roget's Thesaurus just to come up with a word other than 'processing' which appears to pepper most of my responses since returning from NYC.  [Okay, so I could totally google it, but what fun is THAT?]  The trip was a whirlwind of amazing people (both those served and served alongside of), words, touches, smells, sights, you name it.  God was present and working in and on all of us there.  And I'm still processing....

I'm still processing what I'm supposed to do with all of this...'stuff.'  What I learned, what I think I learned, what I think I was supposed to learn.  Well, you get it.

And so I am still processing.  I imagine I will be for a while.  I can tell you that it was life changing, but I don't think I can quite tell you just how yet.  I can tell you that it wasn't just the people we served, but the group that I served with too that impacted me in a big way.  How God placed each one of us strategically together was amazing in and of itself.

And so I continue to process.  And I look forward to sharing what I've learned as I do....