Seriously, Morocco was a mountain top experience. Being with our "family" and getting to love on those boys. They are too precious. The landscape was unbelievably beautiful. God has such an awesome paint brush. To be standing amongst Roman ruins and realizing how many years and lives have passed on that ground. The people were so open and friendly, even with the language barrier. I suggest very strongly if you go - learn French, Arabic, Spanish, have someone there you know or go with a tour. But even more strongly - just go.
I had to pray a lot regarding the food. The health code there has much to be desired, but disease isn't a problem - how He has our systems adjust. It still amazes me all that isn't refrigerated and isn't spoiled. Curt, Adam, Nichalas went with Chris and his sons to the public bath. Afterwards, he said he was glad he went. I haven't got the urge to go sit in my unders in public. It is hard enough seeing myself alone in that attire.
This trip has helped me readjust my vision. Being back home I find that TV isn't something I really want to spend my time with - the simple ways of their culture really appealed to me. The Medina helped the Scriptures come to life - I find I don't want to lose that - to get caught up in the world as I was. To have my priorities readjusted to the hurry of our culture.
Guess that means a Morocco dose every other year. What a better way to learn more of the language.
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