I will admit that it was hard to leave the people at home. I had a wonderful time reconnecting. I got to be a part of my family again. Then, there was so many more people that I did not have a chance to see or spend quality time with. My last two day and in the States, I spent solely with my family and it was nice and hard at the same time. I was not there when my Grandfather died. I was allowed to be spared much of the pain and burden. When I was home, I saw what a toll it was taking on the people I love. I saw how my presence was a comfort and I was physically able to help with things like picking my nephew up from school.
The day I got back, I felt like an emotional punching bag. It did not help that I had the flight issues. I just wanted to get settled back in the life that God had brought me to. So, I started with the normal stuff. I was able to help do things for others and it has helped. Monday, I start back at Jireh and I am so excited to see the kids and the ladies I work with again. I still feel torn. Now that I am back, I see that my life in the States is completely separate from my life in Bolivia. It may be because I have not had anyone visit. They don't intermingle at all. It is a gift in a sence.
32" Judas and Silas, who themselves were prophets, said much to encourage and strengthen the believers. 33 After spending some time there, they were sent off by the believers with the blessing of peace to return to those who had sent them." Acts 15:32-34
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