The more I travel, the more I realize how tiny the world is. The more people I meet, the more I discover the vastness of God.
I find home in the relationships I build. I find faith in the atheist, the Muslims, the traditionalist, and the Christians. I find connection in the hotel staff whose celebrity crush is Nicki Minaj. I find beauty in the smiles of every child. I find family on Mothers day, dancing, eating and drinking. I find role models in the woman who work long days in the markets. I find creativity in car toys made from plastic bottles. I find peace when I meet someone who doesn’t ask about my job or income level or the business of my schedule. I find freedom, going two weeks without makeup or shaving. I find meaning in Amen. I find power in tongues. I find empowerment in dancing.
I find gratitude. I find gratitude for cooler days and air conditioning. I find gratitude for clothes and shoes. I find gratitude for a roof over my head. I find gratitude for water and food. I find gratitude for my parents and for education. I find gratitude for the breath in my lungs.
I found a community. I found a community filled with love and a longing for connection. I found a community of individuals that are so similar to me, yet so different. I found a community of Christians, Muslims, Traditionalists, and Atheists. I found a community of young and old. I found a community. It’s not without conflict. But it is filled with respect. It is filled with curiosity. It is filled with love. It is filled with diversity. It is filled with smiles. It is filled with dancing. It is filled with games. It is a community that is ever expanding.
The world seems to shrink, but my understanding of God continuously expands. Every handshake. Every name exchanged. Every smile. The world becomes so much smaller, but my God becomes so much bigger.