Dear Diary

19:46,  24 April 2013 Today was our third day in Bogota, Colombia. As I'm sitting here, looking back at this day, Max is playing songs on her guitar...voicing all my heart is trying to say:.We went to a market in the center of the city, hopping on public busses and looking like real tourists, I enjoyed that a lot. Man, the market...even as I think back on that I can feel a little girl jumping up and down inside of me, soaking in all the colours. Oranges, purples, greens, blues, reds, pinks everywhere!  "I can show you the world, shining, shimmering, splendid, tell Me princess, when did you last let your heart decide... I can open your eyes, take you wonder by wonder...! A whole new world, a dazzling place I never knew... let Me share this whole new world with you..." I enjoyed it so much to look through all the little shops, seeking my Friend's advice on what bag to buy or what magnet will be the best deal, and getting His advice through the peace that only He can give, even in small things like that.Around 11oclock our team devided into smaller groups to go to different tourist sights...and in the chaos of  deciding where to go, I got left behind. Alone. Diary, I will not lie, I was freaked out as soon as I realised I'm alone, unable to speak the language or find my way back home. Should I stay there and wait, but when will the group realise I'm missing...2 minutes from now, or 5 hours? Should I go somewhere...but where, and what if they do turn back, how will they know I'm OK?  "Higher mountains that I face! Stronger than the power of the grave. Constant through the trails and the change, One Thing remains..." Within moments later, that Peace thet surpasses all understanding took over, and I decided to write small notes saying "I went to the Monseratte to find Jaco, dont worry". I left the notes at several places in the market, asking the people to give it to my amigo's if anyone comes back, looking for one, lost South African girl.And then I walked to the cable car station at the foot of the Monseratte: the only place that I knew some of our team would go to, and also the only place that I knew I would be able to find, having the cathedral on top of the mountain as my guide. So what do you do...well, you go and buy yourself a soft serve, sugar cone, ice cream, walk confidently, not looking like an 18yr old, lost tourist, breath deeply, laugh at the madness and reality of the situation and enjoy the view! As I walked through crowds and crowds of people, feeling like the only one that doesn't  really know where she is going, the song of Ronan Keething got so much more significance:  It's amazing how You can speak right to my heartWithout saying a word, You light up the darkTry as I may, I could never explainWhat I hear when You don't say a thing  The smile on Your face lets me know that You need meThere's the truth in Your eyes, saying You'll never leave meAnd the touch of Your hand says You'll catch me, whenever I fallYou say it best, when You say nothing at all All day long I hear people talking out loudBut when You hold me near You drown out the crowd Try as they may, they could never describeWhat's been said between Your heart and mine At the bottom of the famous Monseratte I desperately started asking around for my team mates, but no one saw any of the faces on the team picture...not one! Diary, that was my second moment of panic! I felt how hope drained out of the situation and then I turned around...! I nearly cried when I saw Chanan and Jaco only meters away, not even knowing that I was lost! Our God is so good...I joined them in a trip in the cable car up to the cathedral on top of the mountain, not really wanting to stay behind at the bottom. As I stood on top of the mountain, overlooking the capital city of Colombia my heart sang:  Standing on this mountaintopLooking just how far we've comeKnowing that for every stepYou were with us

Kneeling on this battle groundSeeing just how much You've doneKnowing every victoryWas Your power in us

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Chanan Booysen
Wow, wow, wow ♡ I can't explain how grateful we are to have you back!
Friday, 03 May 2013 22:12
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