Home, but not home: Summer with a mission

We headed out towards the Greensboro airport with 14 suitcases (each weighing 50lbs) and 12 carry-ons. So began our trip back to Spain.

Both flights were delayed after getting on them and taxing for a while, but when we finally got off the ground, the flights went well. Our total travel time was a bit over 12 hours, we lost one suitcase, which should be sent here soon, but when we walked out of the oh-so-familiar automatic double doors with our carts piled with suitcases, saw people we recognized, and heard our Spain Spanish....we were home!

We drove through our town and though there was construction, a year and four months had not changed it too drastically. Driving into our garage, calling the old elevator that occasionally works, opening our front door and smelling the smells, rediscovering our rooms...all this was home.

I had left Spain preparing myself to not come back for a long time, maybe never. I did not know if God would ever allow me to come back, but He did and I am so thankful! But even though I am home, I came back with a different mentality. I know I am only here for 3 months, and I have determined that in these months I will put into practice all I have learned during my college year. I no longer see this place and these people as my family's ministry, but these people I grew up with have now become MY ministry. I know I can be a help and impact; I want to be used of God!

This summer will not be one of laziness and wasting time (though I do intend to get some relax time in)....this will be a great one! Though there are no classes, I want to keep learning and growing! I want God to do something great through me and that comes through me asking Him what He wants me to do....and DO IT!

Please pray that everything done this summer will bring honor, glory, and praise to the Father who deserves my best!