It's so good to be home. It's so good to cuddle with Elise and read the stories that I know by heart. I'm really excited to make dinner for my family and watch Jeapordy tonight. This is my comfort zone, and it's good to be back.
But, it was good to be away. It was good to be challenged to give up the comforts of home in order to serve people who have very little and need so much. It was good to meet new people and learn to trust and depend on them in ways I just don't have to at home.
I didn't change the world by spending a week in Honduras. I didn't save any lives or do anything heroic that anybody will remember. I assisted in hand surgery, hours and hours of hand surgery to repair, release, or graft tendons that were injured in accidents and machete fights. Because of a broken health care system, our patients needed some help to fix their injuries. We did that, and we hope that they heal well.
God becomes bigger to me when I go far away, and as I settle back in to my routine at home, I hope that God stays bigger, and that Honduras remains close to my heart even though it's very far away.
Well said. I am glad to have you back!
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