In an effort to help us bridge from the emotions of the previous days to a return home, we break today and tour.
We see the “old city”, the remnants of the original settlement of the Spaniards. Dating back to the late 1500s and early 1600s, it’s truly amazing. We make a couple stops to purchase souvenirs for our families. A beautiful dinner and we’re back to the Hostal for packing. Everyone sits up and discusses plans for how to move forward.
We’re up early in the morning to catch a flight. It’s an easy trip home.
I had committed to writing and posting each day, but we just didn’t have the time to do it. The days ended with meetings and devotions that BEGAN at 10 and 11 pm. Pastor and I discuss how to communicate all this to the congregation, and agree that a presentation / bible study will be scheduled on Sunday, March 4 during the middle service. I don’t want to delay putting the information together as I risk forgetting the details once I go back to regular life, so the flight is consumed with gathering pictures and details and assembling a story. A story that I can’t wait to share.
We meet Jamie and Connie for dinner. They’re anxious to hear about our trip. The powerpoint I built on the flight is so large that I can’t pull it down on my iPad. And the battery on my laptop is dead. Pastor and I trade back and forth showing pictures on our phones (he’s a lot better at this than I am). I well up in tears at one point when describing a scene, and I’m doing it again now while I type this sentence.
This is emotional stuff. You can really see and feel the spirit move. There is so much work to do, and the workers are few. I hope we do this. I hope you all have a chance to experience what we did this past week. I took the day off to finish up the powerpoint, and once Connie and Jamie can get pics off Pastor’s iPhone to my PC it’ll be ready.
I can’t wait to show it to you. I might need a little emotional support in a couple of spots.