It’s hard to believe that it’s basically the end of May. Didn’t it just start? Sometimes it seems that way, however I’m getting to the point where I really want to be home. I’m tired of living out of a pack. I’m tired of packing and unpacking all the time. I’m tired of the same clothes worn every week for 10 plus months. I’m tired of not being able to eat what I want to eat when I want to eat it. I’m tired of not being able to do what I want without having to ask for permission. I’m tired of using Skype and e-mail as my only sources of communication back home. So many things I’m tired of, so many things I’m complaining about… maybe I should say what I’m thankful for too.
I’m thankful for the weather right now… for the breeze, the sunshine, the birds singing. I’m thankful for this balcony and this view of hills and farmland. I’m thankful for rest. I’m thankful for friends who listen and keep listening to what goes on in my heart and my head. I’m thankful for this journey and that God kept providing even when I thought I didn’t want it. I’m thankful for the people I’ve met along the way. I’m thankful it hasn’t been easy, but at times it’s been really hard. I’m thankful for the lessons learned and the ones I’ll keep on learning. I’m thankful God has given me strength and endurance to the very end. I’m thankful I’m not alone, but You’re always with me. I’m thankful for a supportive family—especially my parents. I’m thankful that I’ll get to see them in a little over a month. I miss home, but I’m thankful that I miss it because I know I can go home and be welcomed by my loving family with hugs, stories, tears, joy and good food!
