If you don’t know me, I should start by saying that my wife, daughter and I have spent the past year (our first of two), in La Paz, Bolivia. Anne and I both work at a Christian school here.
All things considered, the year was great. I know I’ve grown closer to my girls (Anne and Avery) and to my Lord than ever before. I’m so glad we responded to Christ’s (and our principal’s, an old friend) invitation to come. Can’t wait till we start up again in August, quite frankly.
But tomorrow, while we pack for an early Tuesday morning flight, most of the rest of our dear friends with whom we have taught and labored these past 10 months will be heading out to Machu Pichu; having a 4-year old and major visa problems will discourage one from planning to take ridiculously long bus-rides across South America.
It’s so weird to have basically had nothing but these friends, these fellow laborers, these few dear faces day in and day out… just… leave. There’s a gap, an emptiness. As I told the one friend who is not coming back (Kristen, who served three years here and we don’t know what we’ll do without her), “This bites.”
My prayers have been pretty half-hearted today. I love my Lord, and I so value my dear family (and I cannot wait for that plane ride and that first morning I wake up in Charlotte, NC!), but I just feel like part of me is not here with me anymore. Read the rest of this entry »