Well…. 

That sure was quick.  About this time 1 week ago I was climbing into my own bed after a very long day of travel, a stop on the way from the airport, a bit of dinner and hello to the young-ins.

1 week at home already.  After 3 months of a whirlwind of preparations, 25 days just came and went, way too quickly.

There is still much for me to process; still collecting my thoughts. I still have a project to work on for down there, which thanks to technologies I can actually do from here. But… thanks to those technologies, I see the photos, and have already had contact with a few of the young people there, and oooooooh I just really miss them already.

This trip was different than the others. There was more time to connect, and become a part of something. Not just the ministries, but the flow of life there. It’s amazing just how quickly we humans can adapt to our surroundings and weave ourselves into the fabric.

Disengaging – not so easy. Oh, so not easy, or even desirable, though necessary. Oddly enough, try as I did to ‘let go’, the longer this week has gone, the more I’m missing everyone, and the routines and flows of the days. Just taking walks into the market on any given day could be an adventure.

But now, especially since Thanksgiving is over and the left overs are about gone, it really is time to re-engage here. But nothing seems normal, nor is there really a desire for it to be. Sometimes the change of perspective is good, and we don’t want to lose it – it’s like losing a part of yourself that is new and precious. Don’t want to return to the same old, same old. What would be the point then?

It really does sound like a cliche, but we go on these trips with every intention of being a blessing, just to come back with so much more than we ever took with us to begin with…

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