I’m not sure why but I never expected that leaving Ireland would
be this hard. I guess I didn’t realize
how quickly my heart could attach to people, to places, to visions. Despite the sadness in my heart, it is time
to leave. It is time for us to pack up
our tents and trek on to our next country, to meet new people and make new
relationships. I think this is the part
of this year that will be the hardest; the loving and leaving, the holding
tight and letting go.
The normal thing to do when you are hurting is to pull back,
until you regain composure. Our prayer
for the beginning of this next month is to abandon those thoughts. We want to dive in head first, as if Romania
was our first stop- as if they were the first people we came in contact
with. We want to love without thought. We want to give more than we have previously
given, to learn more that we have previously learned, to go deeper than we have
previously gone. We want more.
With that said, we don’t know too many details about our
next month but the ones I do know I will share with you. We leave this Tuesday morning for
Romania. Once there we will be living
(and eating) with a Romanian family and working alongside Team Silas. Our ministry will be with the gypsies and at
this point is very open to take in whatever direction we feel led. The only other detail we know is that we may
not have internet access this next month.
We have one more day and two nights left in Ireland. One more day to soak up all the cold, wind
and rain that our hearts can handle. Two
more mornings to crawl out of our tents and make our way through the tent city.
(Hopefully) one more mediocre shower that costs 1 euro and only last 4.5
minutes. Only a few more peanut butter
and jelly sandwiches. One more trip to
the bus stop. Life as we know it is
changing and we cant wait!
