i was thinking of the song about "leaving your heart in San Francisco" and i think they meant to sing "leaving your heart in Changuinola".....that's how i feel every year i leave. its sad and every year it gets harder....i know if kerri and i could convince our husbands to move we would in a heartbeat. (we've even found a shack to sell stuff in to support ourselves....) its such a burning passion in my heart, i can't describe unless you have experienced it.
saturday morning we headed down to the church after loading the bus with our bags. we met some of the church people, local workers, and the pastor's family for prayer time. its so touching to janice every year at the end of the trip. some times i don't feel like i have done much, but she continues to bless us with her words, love, and tears....it helps me to see that i DO make a difference...
last year she read to us out of the book of Psalm, its always a great reminder for me when i reread it. i will post it soon....
after prayers, hugs, and well wishes til next time, we headed down the road to the border. the border is only a half hour away form changuinola, so before we even were able to get comfortable, we were out of the bus heading across the rickety bridge....good times! :o)
we spent the day mostly traveling by bus and stopping at the beach before we arrived at the seminary in costa rica. i think this day is probably the longest and most exhausting day of the whole trip. nothing gets done this day except a lot of riding in a bus, you are emotionally exhausted because you are leaving something you love, and there is not much shopping going on! HA!
next day.....much better........
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