As I stepped on the plane many, many hours ago in India to come home, I wasn't ready. I wasn't ready to leave my Indian brothers and sisters, I wasn't ready to leave the children, I wasn't ready to leave this incredible team and the bond, I wasn't ready to stop serving, I wasn't ready to come back to my reality of such abundance....I wasn't ready.
As I lay in my queen size bed in my parents beautiful home in the country and hear no honking horns, the smell is crisp, the air is clean....I'm kind of on overload again....but, I am beyond grateful.
I am grateful I was provided such an experience.
I am grateful for India--the people, the country, the smells, the food, the traffic, the trash, the dogs...it's one of a kind.
I will never forget our Indian brothers and sisters....they are possibly the most incredible people I have ever met. I have never felt so appreciated, loved, and cared for in my entire life. I felt like a VIP for 14 days. Their commitment to their own people, to Him, to us, is absolutely awe-inspiring.
I will never forget the children. Their innocence, their need, their love, their desire to be loved, their honesty, their strength, and their courage. Many of those children we met in the 14 days while we were there....I know many of them will grow up and have a part in changing this world. I hope I get a chance to work next to them someday.
I will never forget how my life will forever be changed by these 14 days.
More later to recap the end of the trip....I'm going to enjoy my queen size bed now.
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