Last night was something to be remembered. My friend Chad was singing Crowder's song "Everything Glorious" with a group of 100 tired americanos and mexicanos.
I was running powerpoint for him in the palapa (a big hut used in hot countries like Mexico and Africa). All of a sudden, i looked to my left and saw one of the most simple and beautiful scenes of my life...no kidding. About 20 of the staff's children were on the soccer (futból) field, jumping, frolicking, and throwing their luminous glow-in-the-dark wristband glowsticks up in the air. It was just dark enough to where i could see the outline of the ever-present mountain range in the distance (only this time it was a dark shadow serving as a background for the colorful dancing glowsticks). What a beautiful little ray of light. What a testament to the purity and joyfulness of G-d's own heart, the heart of a child.
"My eyes are small but they have seen
the beauty of enormous things
which leads me to believe
there's light enough to see that
You make everything glorious."
Friday, June 20, 2008
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