We can do no great things, only small things with great love. ~Mother Teresa
For almost a week now, when my friends and family would ask me how service week in Sir Lowry's Pass has been, I would say, “It's been incredible. Still processing everything though...” and that's really all I could muster. I literally didn't know what else to say. I realized that it has been almost to the point of feeling annoyed and frustrated because I couldn't think of what else to say. To try to put into words what the Lord has done this week is almost impossible, because no words can even begin to explain His power and goodness in a midst of people enduring far more hardship than we will ever experience in our life. Here in the United States we have more than we'll ever need yet continue to complain, suffer from depression, and live complacent half-hearted lives while these people that our society would consider “have nothing” continue to amaze me and warm my heart with the overflowing joy that they radiate. We came to Sir Lowry's Pass to serve and love the people and children of the town. However, it was truly the other way around. They've loved us, served us, and shown us love in a far more tangible way than I've ever understood it.
Monday as soon as we stepped off of the bus, I met a girl named Philipia whom I've got the chance to talk to every day this week. She's thirteen years old, and honestly one of the sweetest girls I've ever met. As we were doing the “Ice Cream and Cake” dance for the 10th time today, we decided to take a break and sit in the corner with the arts and crafts group. As soon as we sat down, I must have unknowingly made the comment “Ah, I'm so hungry. I can't wait to eat lunch” … and didn't think twice about it. We continued conversation until I got wrapped up with the 4 two year olds climbing all over me and pulling my hair. By the time I had noticed, Philipia disappeared, but I wasn't worried about it because I was sure I would see her soon. About 5 minutes later I felt a slight tug on my jacket, and sure enough it was Philipia, apple in hand, with the biggest grin on her face. She had gone all the way home to get me an apple. Tears filled my eyes as I repeatedly and politely refused her apple, encouraging her to save it for herself. What did she say? “No, Leanna. I'm not hungry. Eat it please. I'll get another one tomorrow.” I was in tears by then, but I couldn't help but smile and accept the apple.There stood the thirteen year old girl that I came to serve who's house was the size of my bedroom, giving ME an apple because she had overheard me say that I was hungry. Moments like these made me realize that yes, I may live a life with more material possessions than she does, but she lives a life far more abundant than I do. I believe that her circumstances are the reasons why her heart, as with the other people I've met in Sir Lowry's Pass, is so big, joyful, loving, and giving. I started this week in hopes of loving these kids and changing their lives. Instead, the love these kids have given me in return have truly changed my heart and my mind, instilling a lasting impact into my life.
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-Leanna Carr
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