
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Do widzenia Polska
Thus far, each time we've left a country, the heavens have opened and we believe the angels have wept with us. It poured rain on Friday, so the campers did their final show in the big white tent for all of their parents & relatives who came to collect them. It was a wonderful celebration, but emotionally draining. Many of the families couldn't speak English, so all I could do was tap my heart with a tear-streaked
face, hug their child and trust they understood. Those of you who know me will believe me when I tell you my faith was strengthened by seeing how God gave me a love for these children. When we left California I thought the painful goodbyes were over . . . but no. I suppose it's an indication of how sweetly we've connected. How can relationships grow in such a short period of time? Perhaps it's time . . . we have time on vacation to sit and chat and share ourselves and listen to others, instead of the usual rush in our everyday lives. I dunno. But let me say to folks at home ~ I thought one of the biggest gifts we could offer during this trip was time. We wouldn't have homework to do or meetings to attend. We could stay up late because we wouldn't have to wake up for work and we'd linger longer because we 'd have nowhere to go. But that hasn't been the case. Even with no big plans, we still skip family devotions or rush off for some event or have people waiting for us or a train to catch. Personal goal: to devote myself fully to the present moment. Here, more than ever, if I don't it will be lost. But that's true at home as well, isn't it?

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