Last Day

A pinata in Thailand with a broken string.
A girl in Thailand with a broken life.
Two missionaries in Thailand with one broken heart.
God in Thailand putting it all back together again...

I miss the trip already. Slowly I'm starting to think of all the stuff to do when I get back - yikes.

I was really sad about going back to the same life, the same everything. But last night I realized - I am not the same person I was when I left. I have renewed dreams of traveling. Renewed hope that you'll lead me through an exciting, fun, amazing life. There's a whole world to explore.

God, I'm so glad I came on this trip. I had a lot of doubts and reservations before coming. What do you want to teach me through that fact? My joy and fulfillment are at the center of your will. But I didn't know it was your will that I go on this trip. It must have been, though. Maybe if I had waited and listened for your confirmation, I would have had a better time getting prepared - more peace before the trip.

God, I pray for lots more opportunities to travel. I really like trips like this, where we get to pray as a group, sing worship songs, talk about our experiences in the context of you.

I brought too much reading material. I wasn't thinking about the fact that I'd need mental space to process all I've seen and heard and felt.

Already I miss the trip...