This is me last Monday as my Delta flight from Atlanta was beginning it’s initial decent into Guatemala City. I’m back in Orlando now — arrived late last night. I have some stories to share, but am taking today to get a whole long list of little things done so I’ll have time to think more clearly before I start writing.
Besides that, I need to give some of the thoughts swirling about in my noggin time to settle.
Today I mostly want to say that the opportunities I have in my current role with Wycliffe USA are rather astonishing. This past week I sat in a room with people carrying passports from 14 (at least) different countries who have all been impacted by the translated Word of God. Some of them were born into language communities with no access to Scripture. None. Others of them were born into language communities of power and privilege and have been impacted not only by God’s Word which may be available to them in dozens of excellent translations (English speakers in particular), but also by the work of translation into other languages.
My summary response to this past week in Guatemala is that God is at work and it’s messy and glorious. And I can’t believe that He chooses to let us come along for the ride which is frequently dangerous, more than occasionally unpredictable, and always good.