We left our happy home this morning. It was a morning filled with sad goodbyes and long embraces. This month has been such a blessing. I have been learning so many new things about myself and about others (its not always easy to live with 5 women). As we were saying goodbyes, a flood of memories came back to me of all the great things that happened here in Costa Rica. Jose was quite possibly one of the greatest stories I have ever been apart of.
It was very sad to say my goodbye to him. Tears of sadness and tears of joy flowed together. I mean just look at this picture. Does that look like the heart of a lonely old man dying inside anymore? Christ gave him back his life! And now he is living it to the full.
Another very special story was that of Marta and her family. I have not written about Marta before, but her story is pretty amazing. Kelly wrote a great blog about our food being multiplied so please check it out. She has gone through a lot of struggles and hardships just this last week alone. Her boyfriend left her to care for her four children all by herself. She has no job and only one of the girls is in school. She is very poor and really cant leave the kids to go work. The church has already stepped up in a big way to help her with her groceries and help take care of the kids while she goes to look for work. Her five year old boy Fran was always around since I met him. He is a rambunctious little guy, always getting into trouble, but I loved him. I would play with him all day as he would ask me over and over for me to throw him in the air and crawl all over me.
He would show up at the church at 630 am and make sure that we were up to come and play with him. I prayed that God would put a male influence in his life to love him, then I realized that guy was me. So all day long it was a game of trying to get this little monster tired, it never worked. But we had fun together.
Marta cried as we said our goodbyes. I dont think she has recieved love like the body of Christ gave her this last week.
I dread having to say goodbye everywhere that we go. Sure, the life of a world racer is good. It is adventurous and full of miracles, but it is also full of goodbyes.
I believe that this whole lifestyle is becoming easier as I go along. I dont have to worry about providing the miracles, God has already done an incredible job of that. I dont have to worry about what Im gonna do in each country. The only thing that I have got to do, and that I am called to do, is to love people everywhere that I go. God does the rest. I love to love people, so I love that I get to love people!
