You Can't Handle the Truth

A week from today we'll be headed for Guatemala.  I have really taken the time to reflect and prepare for this trip in a way that is different than just preparing to go on a vacation.  I've been to Mexico (Cancun, Cozumel, Acapulco, Cabo) several times, Jamaica, Puerto Rico, Bahamas, even the island of Haiti (even though we were only on the private Royal Carribbean beach).  We've driven through rural areas where there are bars in lean-to buildings.  And people living in poverty (as we would define it).  I've walked through villages and market areas. But, honestly I haven't been there to serve the people of the community.

As I reviewed Terry's blogs about the water situation in Guatemala, I was really shocked to think that clean, running water is such a scarcity.  I just washed my car today with the help of the girls, which meant a lot of spraying the hose and playing.  Over the weekend, we visiting family and had water balloon and water gun fights.  We were throwing water away, literally.   As I was driving home today, I realized some of the anxiety and even a little "fear" that I'm feeling, is really about having to face the reality of what I suspect my eyes will see.  And a fear that emotionally I won't be able to handle the truth.  Or that the thought of the adorable little children we will visit in the orphanage might spend their entire childhood living there (if they are lucky), might be too much to bear.

I know that God has led me here to this journey.  And I'm embracing it with open arms and committing to be transparent about what I feel, and see, and hear.  And accepting that I cannot change everything, but I can make a little ripple in the ocean.  And that might be enough for one person!

And if you thought of Jack Nicholson saying "You can't handle the truth", so did I!

With Gratitude,
Sondra