Yesterday was life changing in so many ways. We stopped above the ocean and I saw angels. A young man gave me a flower. I wrote so many things. I visited a castle and heard God’s voice.
My mother originally wanted to name me Ariel. In a dream, she says God told her to name me Sara. Sara means princess in Hebrew, which means that growing up my mother bought me far too many princess things. If you know anything about me, you know that this is an identity that I have rejected. It makes me feel awkward and frilly. That’s not who I want to be. I do not want to be frail or someone who needs to be rescued.
Yesterday at the castle, God showed me something different. He filled me with overwhelming joy. I felt like a child running through her castle. I felt that I had come home for the first time ever.
Later, I felt God prompting me to ask one of the other members of the team what God has been doing in him so far on this trip. This opened the door to a conversation that I never could have expected. I found someone who needed to hear my story. Someone with the same brokenness. So much sameness and so much healing. I got to pray for him, but it was more than I could have asked for.
Today, we went to the cliffs of Moher. We did other things, but that’s all I care about. This is what I was looking forward to the most on this trip. I got to play in the rain. I got to share more of Jesus. I got to run with my God. And I felt his history touch me.
Also, the bus broke down on our way to the hotel, but now I’m finally in bed. This really is an adventure, and it’s my life.