As I write this, I am sitting in the airport. What has become a normal part of life, suddenly feels so different. After months of traveling, going through immigration, security checkpoints, and more security checkpoints I find myself not surrounded by the usual group of 45+ people. Today, I find myself sitting by myself. I find myself constantly looking up, thinking I hear a familiar voice, when in reality I am now in a more familiar setting.
I no longer am a minority. I no longer am the only one speaking English. I am home. This year has been an amazing journey. It’s been exciting, painful, and sometimes scary. It’s been full of challenges and also of rejoicing when those challenges are overcome.
Many people have asked, “What’s next”? And I honestly do not have an answer to that. But one thing is for sure. This is NOT the end. I’m just getting started. It’s not time to time to finish. It’s time to begin, to continue an amazing adventure. It’s life.
We joke sometimes while on the mission field saying, what are you going to do when you go back to real life. But this whole year was real life. Now it’s time to bring the reality we have come to know, and bring it forth at home.
This isn’t the end. It’s the beginning.
