Jet lag...
It's a challenge this time, usually I bounce back to quickly. Maybe its because I have such mixed feelings about being home. Its nice to be back in the land of universal health care, a comfortable bed, a kitten to snuggle with. Its nice to be home where I can do laundry, have clothes that have never been to foreign lands, its also nice to be around people who know that when I come home I can be emotional which causes me to be crazy because I both desire to be with people and to be alone.
However being home for me isn't the easiest place, its a place with a lot of memories both good and bad, both sometimes haunt me and don't always comfort me. This time returning home is even harder because many of my good friends have moved away to far away places and to new lives. I am also returning home longing to go see my great grandparents, to tell them of the wonders that God has done, to hear their words of praise to the Lord and to receive their love and prayers for whatever comes next in life. This is something that I long for being home, its hard because this time they are both gone, they are with the Lord and I miss them.
This time of coming is hard, but I kind of think its supposed to be hard so that I don't forget how much I need Jesus. That I need to cling ever more to our relationship.
So when you think of me in the coming weeks whisper a prayer for me, that I would go deeper in my romance with the Lord.
It's a challenge this time, usually I bounce back to quickly. Maybe its because I have such mixed feelings about being home. Its nice to be back in the land of universal health care, a comfortable bed, a kitten to snuggle with. Its nice to be home where I can do laundry, have clothes that have never been to foreign lands, its also nice to be around people who know that when I come home I can be emotional which causes me to be crazy because I both desire to be with people and to be alone.
However being home for me isn't the easiest place, its a place with a lot of memories both good and bad, both sometimes haunt me and don't always comfort me. This time returning home is even harder because many of my good friends have moved away to far away places and to new lives. I am also returning home longing to go see my great grandparents, to tell them of the wonders that God has done, to hear their words of praise to the Lord and to receive their love and prayers for whatever comes next in life. This is something that I long for being home, its hard because this time they are both gone, they are with the Lord and I miss them.
This time of coming is hard, but I kind of think its supposed to be hard so that I don't forget how much I need Jesus. That I need to cling ever more to our relationship.
So when you think of me in the coming weeks whisper a prayer for me, that I would go deeper in my romance with the Lord.
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| My great Grandparents |
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