A heavy heart leaving Nepal

Wow! Just wow!

I don’t know if I will ever have the words for how much Nepal has impacted my life and my heart, and I don’t know if I will ever be able to explain well enough to give God enough glory for how wonderful this month has been for me. I am slowly learning that this is going to be a journey of happy hellos and bittersweet goodbyes.

Part of my ministry in Nepal was teaching at a private school and hiking to villages to share the word of God with Nepali Christians. I was a teacher in Nepal, and yes, it was as crazy as it sounds. I had some of the sweetest students, and I had the opportunity to teach them so much, but in return, they taught me so much more.

I also had the opportunity to speak at some villages and at a seminar at a church. Our ministry included many different things, but one of my favorite days was hiking to a village where we spent a few hours being intentional and pouring into the people in that village. That day, I peeled onions with a pure Hindu family.

Part of the reason that Nepal was so special to me was the relationships that I formed with people. I met people who became my family. I met children who I can’t imagine never seeing again. I now have Nepali brothers and sisters in Christ who are forever in my heart and that I love so dearly.

As I’m writing this, I am stumbling over so many memories and remembering so many sweet faces. I can’t thank the Lord enough for the sweet family that he provided to host me and my team. One of the most God-ordained families that I have ever met, a family who loves the Lord with all of their heart, a family that gives when they only need to receive, a family who sacrifices their life to share the Word of God, a family who serves before being served and a family who radiates the love of Jesus in such a way that you will forever be changed. This is something that will always be engraved in my heart.

Nepal wasn’t a great month just because of ministry and this family, but it was a great month because the Lord met me where I was at. He pulled me out of where I was and brought me to where I am. He redeemed. He healed. He restored. He provided. He spoke. He was present. He was powerful. And he moved in my life more than he ever has before.

I cried real tears saying goodbyes, but I know that what the Lord has for me in Zimbabwe is going to be so special and is going to be so sweet. Nepal was so beautiful, and the Lord is ever so present here. But as always, the Lord has another season in store for me.

Here I am, Lord. Send me.

Keia Blair is a Seymour native who attends Cincinnati Christian University. During her nine-month mission trip around the world, she will be submitting a series of blogs that will appear in The Tribune. Send comments to [email protected].