Love looks like...

  I'm still traveling at the moment, God has blessed me with 10 days in the UK with friends. But I wanted to continue sharing some of the lessons I learned in Mozambiqe.
  This summer was, above all, about learning to love. I began to learn what love looks like in a very practical sense. Everytime I stepped out the gate of the student compound, I was confronted with thousands of opportnities to figure out waht love looks like. One Sunday, God gave me a very clear picture of love in church.
  Church in Mozambiqe consists of hours of worship and this particular Sunday I was really enjoying it. Suddenly my focus was interupted by little hands grabing me for a hug. I opened my eyes to see two little girls from the village that surrounds the base. The church is full of these little ones on Sunday morning and they can be quite distracting sometimes. But this was different. In an instant Jesus showed me that these ragged little girls wanting my attention were the least of these He talked about in Matthew 25. In reality, Jesus was standing in front of me asking for love and attention. So I returned those hugs with vigor as if Jesus was receiving them.
  Sometimes we need to take time for uninterupted and focsed time before our heavenly father. But that Sunday, He was showing me how to love Him and worship Him by loving the smallest and poorest ones. This is worship to love. Love looks like hugs in church on Sunday morning.

What does LOVE look like?

"Little children, let us not love with word or with tounge, but in deed and truth." 1 John 3:18
  Love is more than emotions or warm fuzzy feelings. It's not just something to talk about or something to say. Love is an action and a choice. Love looks like something.
  All summer I have been learning about what love looks like as I live and learn in Mozambique. My time here is coming to an end and as I reflect this lesson of what love looks like stands out as one of the biggest things I've been learning. Here is a reflection from the first month of my adventure.
  On my second weekend in Africa, I got to visit a village in the bush and experience "real" Africa. Our team rode for several hours in the back of a truck with lots of dust and some local brothers to a lovely little village where we camped for a weekend. In the village we shared food, dancing, the good  news about Jesus. We prayed for sick people and played with lots of kids too. The best part was visiting homes and just sitting with people in the dirt. Love looks like bringing hope, joy, and encouragement to the ends of the earth. Love looks like sitting in the dirt and being with your new friends. love doesn't mind not showering for three days or waiting until 10pm to eat dinner.
  This was only the beginning of learning about what love looks likes. Hopefully I will be able to share more soon.