1 Corinthians 13

There are days living here in Ethiopia that I wonder.

Just what exactly am I doing here?

Today. Today was one of those days. One of those days were I woke up hoping I’d finally be done with sickness. Only to realize that after finally annihilating the microscopic pests another pest known as the common cold has taken residence in my body.

With every cough I feel like I might have to revert back to my softball days and catch a pop-fly lung.

As I sit on the edge of my bed, thinking about the day, a tear falls down my face.

Why? Why me?
Why now?
Why can’t I just be well and when will it be enough?

Then I feel a hand, a hand that slows turns into a loving embrace and gently I feel the words come out of my mouth. Completeness.

I open my hands and I feel God leaning in and whispering softly to me, “Find your completeness in me. You are seeing things imperfectly, like puzzling reflections in a mirror. But one day you will see everything with perfect clarity. Everything you know and are feeling is partial and incomplete. One day you will know why. You will understand everything in completeness, just as I know you in full completeness.”

“Have faith my child. I am with you and I love you.”