Far Side of the World

So we are back and so is the other outreach team (the team that went to Italy).  I am glad to be back.  Out reach was long and probably one of the toughest things I´ve ever done.  I often thought that the end would never come.  But here it is. 

I find it really difficult to be back though.  I have gone into a reflective state.  So much has happened over the past two years of living abroad.  It´s hard to sort through it all in my head.  So many thoughts and memories: both good ones and bad ones.  It´s funny to think back to the time when I first set foot aboard the Next Wave and now thinking that I will be stepping off it now.  I feel like a whole new person.  Or more like I feel like I have found out the person that I am.  It´s been quite the jounrey, that´s for sure. 

Yesterday I started sorting through the stuff on my bunk.  Folding my clothes, doing laundry, making my bunck more “homey”.  I have also starting throwing out stuff.  I am a pack rat when it comes to sentimental things.  And I just sorted through 13 months worth of letters from friends and families, brochers from places I´ve been, photographs and notes people have left on my bunk.  Phew.  Flash backs. 

I don´t really know how this works, but I really feel like this is going to be good bye.  The ship doesn´t feel like home any more, and it´s been the place that feels like home for the past one and a half years.  I can´t put my fingure on what has changed, because I´m not sure that anything has changed.  I think that it´s been me that´s been doing the changing.  So, it looks like this chapture is beginning to draw to a close and the next page is beginning to turn. 

Thank you all for your prayers and support.  I really apreciate it.  Please pray for me this coming week and a bit that I am on the ship.  It´s hard to be back.  It´s good, but it´s hard. 

I look forward to seeing you all when I come home.   God bless you.