I Am Rich

Time to update.

I scrolled down the things I wrote on my Facebook, and saw the list of things I want to do. And travelling, being one of them.

I look back and am grateful to my Anchor for giving me opportunities to do just that! I know, I end up a papa-kedana (poor person), but my life is rich. Rich not really because of travelling alone, but because of the people in those trips that I meet.

Who would dream that I would see some of my outreach teammates again in this life? And even the random people we met in Egypt when we were doing ministry there with them? And one unexpected meeting with a new yet not so new friend? I never have dreamt any of those. Not at this age to say the least. I have always thought I cannot afford travelling. And I still think so. It puts me back financially, and leaving a job for a training experience has put me back before.

At the rate I am going, I won't have much financially, materially. But I am grateful for the air that I breathe, for the food that I eat, for the room that I rest in, for the sanity of my mind, for the passport that I hold, for the clothes that I own, for the friends that are my own, for the challenges in life, and the colours of life. I am a rich person, I just don't have much to show.

Above all, I am thankful to the One who provides all things, and makes things happen. The One who gives new opportunities, new alternatives, new perspectives with that 1 choice I made. It is worth it even though I do not have much. Just enough to share sometimes. I am rich. ;)

Here's to many more years of open minds, open hearts, new lands, new peoples, unending adventures........................and a rich life.

I am a rich woman. But you can't rob what I have.

gracey