Today's a hard day for a few reasons. For the majority of the team, they head out to Antigua and then Guatemala City, where tomorrow they will board a plane and head back to the US. So saying goodbye not just to the people here and the countryside but also to the community that we have will be tough. It's amazing how people come together on a missions trip but it's also confusing as to how people break off again once they get back to the States, back to "normal" life, back to comfort.
But today's also a little hard for me, Stephen, and Brian. We'll be staying 2 extra days more than the group, and today's cultural day for them will be our first day of staying with a Guatemalan family. If I may be honest, I am a little scared. The group is leaving, and so the community, the fellowship, and the security of knowing they're around will vanish. Also, I had forseen that Stephen, Brian, and I will be together other then the evenings and mornings, and that expectation has been cruelly shattered. I'll be staying, alone, with a Guatemalan family, with only having the possibility of seeing them once or twice before Monday.
But God will work through my fears to bring about something beautiful. As of the moment, the plan is to be with the family, doing anything and everything that they would normally do. Tonight, a son of one of the three families is in a band and is performing a rock concert, in Spanish, so that should be exciting. Sunday morning we each go to the family's church. Monday we'll meet back at the hotel to maybe do ESL at a school or meeting my Compassion child. I'm just trying to lay it all in God's hand.
The bus that's taking them just rolled in, so I have to go say goodbye. Please continue praying.
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