Longing for Community...
A couple of weeks ago I returned from a trip to Honduras. It was probably my 15th time being there, but for some reason, the transition back home was harder than it's been on trips in the past. Maybe it is was fact that we went from 95 degree weather to 20 degree weather in a matter of 24 hours and I just couldn't handle it. Maybe it was the reminder that my third cup of Espresso Americano in a matter of 1 hour would be the last for another 6 months. Or maybe it was just because I had felt a deep sense of community during those 10 days. I felt community as we sat around the table eating meals together, sharing our stories. I felt it as we stayed up into the late hours playing games, laughing together, and living "stress free." I felt is as we served together, ministering to over 1200 kids. I felt is as we debriefed each night, creating space and time to speak words of encouragement, and to speak about what God was teaching each of us. ...