Tonight was our last night of church in Honduras. I spent most of it taking it all in, holding back tears, and thinking back to Africa this summer. I remember how hard it was leaving after just four days and I knew it would be worse this year after almost a month in each country. I went back to something that my Pastor said after we left Tanzania: “I never really say goodbye, but see you again.” At the time this was sufficient because in my heart I knew I would find my way back there with the church. But there I was sitting in church tonight realizing I may not be able to make it back to Honduras or Vietnam or Botswana, etc. This very well may be the last time I see these incredible people. Then I heard the Lord tell me that I will see them again! Where there is no suffering or hurt. Where we all speak the same language. We will be together again in the presence of our Father. What a thought, what a future.
But there’s far more to life for us. We’re citizens of heaven! We are waiting the arrival of our Father.. – Philippians 3:20
This doesn’t make “see you later” easy, but it’s something the Lord gave me to cling to. It’s His promise.
