Eyes opened

We live in a culture that is so incredibly focused on themselves, achievement and success. But we're so used to it that we see nothing wrong with it. That's  the societal norm.
Going to the infirmary was like a kick in the rear. I realized how wrong my attitude is. Mixing the cement for the pot holes, I realized that in my mind that I was writing these people off like there's nothing we could do to impact them. That anything we could do wouldn't produce visible fruit. That it wasn't productive. But that couldn't be more wrong. I got a taste of loving them between concrete trips, but when we came back it really hit me. I had the privilege of bringing the gift of music to the people there and it was a huge attitude check to realize the impact even simply holding their hands makes the world of the difference, let alone singing and listening to them sing.
Then I realized that it's the most beautiful thing when we don't rely on seeing fruit to motivate us to do God's work and we seek only to please the Lord by simple obedience rooted in love. There's so many more things that went on, but I shall stop it with this: I have been praying for unity in this team, and boy did God bless us by uniting us as the body of Christ. This is just the third day and mountains are being moved.
-Laurel