All of our eyes filled with tears as we stand in Newark Airport. There is some bustle around us, but no line for security and not nearly as busy as we had planned for it to be so we have a little more time with our family.
I will remember those few extra minutes full of hugs and tears forever. Not wanting to let go of those I loved and my heart nearly wanting to stay.
We had one last group hug before we went through security and my brother prayed for Heather and I as we embarked for this journey. A few more glances back and some waves goodbye, but that was the last time I will get to see and hug some of family until I return in August 2017.
Sitting here on the plane, waiting for it to take off, eyes still full of tears, I can’t help but think about how blessed we are to live in a country where we can openly pray in the name of Jesus in a public airport. Over the next 11 months, there will be countries where that is not only looked down upon, but against the law. This is why I am going. This is where God has called me to be; to reach those He so desperately loves and wants a relationship with. To show each and everyone of them His love.
Today was hard, and I’m sure that there are going to be days on the race that are even more difficult, but God is faithful and I cannot wait to see how He is going to work in me and through me over the next year. 2016 has already been a big year, and I know there is so much more to come!
