Saying goodbye is something that is way harder than I ever expected. Coming on the race, I never thought about how much people could impact me. It’s sounds selfish, because I only thought of how I could impact others.
But I quickly learned that saying goodbye every few weeks to new people, is not easy.
My team moved around a lot in India. Transitioning was always happening. Because of ministry changes, we were moved 5 times to 3 different hosts. It was hard for me knowing that I would only be in one place for a short period of time. My team and I were constantly repacking and unpacking. We were constantly on the go and at a new place.
The more we moved, the harder it was for me to pour my heart out to people I would only be with for a short time. I wanted to give my all, and I wanted to go back and visit my previous hosts. But as my selfish ways were kicking in, God started to teach me something.
He reminded me that my time on earth is limited, and that my life could be taken from me at any second, and that I need to cherish it with all I can. He reminded me that saying goodbye repeatedly to people I love is hard, but I could see them again in heaven. As the race continues, I’m moving forward remembering how my time here is limited and to give it all I’ve got. I might be crying now, but I can look back and smile at the impact I’ve gotten to make in their lives, as well as the impact they’ve made in mine.
