My Mountain of Light

“I tell myself I am growing the most during the hardest moments. When I first arrived, I was told this place is full of ‘really high-highs and really low-lows’. I expected the highs. After all, this place is called the Mountain of Light, and I associate the name with the warm, shining moments spent with the kids and the mornings spent together at chapel. It is easy to see the light under the sun, surrounded by people singing and praising God. It is much harder alone at night under the stars.” Blog Post #18 “Reflections” March 2, 2018