has been faithful to you and savoring those memories. Because the same God that was faithful then is faithful now.
If there is one time in my life that I can place a finger on God's faithfulness, it was on our trip to Pine Ridge, SD, last March. I can't stop
thinking about it lately.
I miss it.
It's where I met Jenna.
Ariel led worship tonight and I sobbed remembering how she led that whole week.
Every time I look at the stars, which is a lot, I'm think about stargazing in the field.
(And about how Ariel laid in between Adam and me the whole time.)
Sarah taught me how to rest there.
Young Life night with the kids. That one always sticks in my memory.
Falling asleep to the sound of the guys laughing in the next room was one of my favorite things.
Hearing so many stories from the native people there was beautiful and so very painful.
Wounded Knee.
Sign language.
Honestly, a lot of what my heart is aching for and remembering is the ways that I learned about how God tangibly loves his people there.
And there was about 23948 other factors that impacted my heart that week, and are the causes of why I think of Pine Ridge as such a
remarkable time in my life. But I know that my life is significantly different because of my interactions with Latan on the basketball
court, because Jenna and I learned that a milky way bar can be eaten with the wrapper on, and because there is beauty in pain and
sometimes you just have to swing dance with kiddos who suffer from pain and injustice bigger than they understand to remember that
God is good and he that he is always, always faithful.