First, I feel a sense of loss. It is odd after having shared only 7 days with our new friends in Mexico, that I feel as though I have left family behind. It's probably the reality that I will never see them again that makes my heart ache. I hope it's not true. I know I will see them in heaven but I'd rather not wait that long. How can you develop such deep bonds with people in such a short time? What a mystery is the bond of Christian love!
Second, it wasn't long after arriving in the USA when I missed the warmth and kindness of the Mexican people. Going through Customs in Atlanta, I could hear some arguments and complaining and see people rolling their eyes with impatience. I hadn't seen any of that in more than a week. The iPods were back out, earbuds in (mine included) and TV screens were back in the forefront. Ugh. I didn't miss any of that.
Third, I miss my team. I wonder how David feels this morning. Did Michael go to Dunkin Donuts yet? Did Rachel sleep well. I miss the cry of the "Wait-Why" bird and Roberto waking up the boys. How is Rebecca? Did my prayer-partner Dan have a good night? Where is everyone???
Lastly, even though suitcases litter the floor and the laundry is in a pile, my home makes me feel a little bit odd. God has blessed us with so much. I know Robin and I have come home stretched. I know the Lord has challenged us to give sacrifically and die to self. Manuel and Ruth, Abraham and Rachel have left an indellible imprint on us. Their example has motivated us to move forward in faith and do whatever He calls us to.
What a blessing.
Scott
2 comments:
Thanks for sharing all the stories last night. I know you guys were all tired. I loved heaing about all you accomplished. Awesome!
Rus
Amen.
Val
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