I AM.

In a little over a week I will be boarding a plane America-bound. Not for a quick trip or visit, but for good. My year has finished, my job is completed, and I am moving back to America. 

While I've always known this is the ultimate end, my heart and mind is in a place that doesn't know what to think or do or say. Lately my prayers have consisted of the words, "Jesus I just don't really have any words." 

Am I excited to see my family and friends? YES. Am I excited to be home in time for the season of changing leaves and pumpkin lattes? Yes. And I am even excited to get ready in the morning and not walk outside to just sweat instantly? Yes again. 

But even in the midst of the excitement, my heart feels like its being torn apart. In a week I will have to say goodbye to not just a country but the people who have become close friends and family this past year. I will have to say goodbye to what has become my home. I will turn away to board that plane, and have no idea if I will be back or if will see the faces I love again. 

It feels like too much sometimes. 

It feels like more than I can handle. 

My heart hurts. It feels so torn, and like there is no way to reconcile it. 

In the midst of these emotions, really in the midst of this entire year, God has spoken one thing over and over again to me. When I feel scared and uncertain,when my heart just hurts, I hear Him say....

Kelly, my daughter... I AM.

I AM your certainty.

I AM your constant. I never change. I AM the same in Thailand and in America. 

I AM your protector. 

I AM your closest friend, the only one who will always understand. 

I AM the only thing you need. 

I AM in control. 

My beloved, I AM always with you.

I don't necessarily feel this deeply right now. But I know it. I know it's true, deep inside of me. I have to know it. It's all I have right now. In my life of change and uncertainty, HE IS. 

Pray for me and with me. Lets desire to know what it means that He IS. 

Gratitude.

It's officially over. 

Last Thursday I watched as the artisans finished their last pieces of jewelry and handed them their pay for the very last time. I mean, my job isn't completely done: I have a couple fun parties planned for the artisans and all of the beads and supplies need to be inventoried and sent to Cambodia. But still, I will no longer spend an afternoon watching Nok's joyful smile as she quickly finishes her pieces, Nida sitting on the floor as she squints her eyes and tries to see the beads, and Bam waiting patiently (or maybe not so much) for Nida to finish. 

The days of jewelry production are over. 

And it's been difficult. It's been difficult to trust Gods plan for the future: for their lives and for mine. It's been difficult to understand my purpose completely in coming to Thailand. And it's been difficult to not want to pack and leave today, but at the same time difficult realizing that in a month I will have to pack up and leave my entire life from the past year. 

Basically, my emotions feel like they are changing with each minute. 

But I've been learning something in the past month or so (well, more like struggling to learn). I've been learning about gratitude. 

I read the book One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp who intentionally kept a journal of the big and little, obvious and hidden, good and maybe not-so-good gifts that God gives her each day. I've done this exercise before, but at this time in my life, it seems to be perfect timing.

Because I've been realizing, or trying to realize, that in the midst of your and mine uncertain, frustrating, seemingly hopeless, and even mundane moments, we have a choice. We all have the choice...I have the choice right now to stay in these moments of sadness and doubt or to choose to be grateful. To have gratitude for the endless amounts of gifts I am given each day.   

So today I choose to share with you some of my list. These are some of my gifts, the blessings God has extravagantly poured on me: 

Open fields.

Truth and encouragement from around the world.

Opportunities to travel and see the world. 

Hearing the artisans list out Gods promises in their lives. 

Mornings on the beach with a coffee and a cool breeze. 

Friendships from around the world. 

Artisans who are willing to work extra days so I can bring handmade jewelry back to the States.

And finally: the gift to be a part of these three beautiful and unique people's lives for a year.