How can it seem like years since I have been here,
but at the same time seem like I have never left?
Now we are used to having two households in two countries, but we are not used to having two households up and running in two countries. Walking into my house was a bit like being in a modern sci-fi movie; my parallel life.
I am thankful for a very full, but very blessed 3 weeks. Lots of God stretching and using a very tired, weak and scared-to-death me. But looking back on it, I wouldn't trade it for the world, the blessings definitely outweigh the heart ache and head ache of popping back and forth across the ocean. Rather than a burden, I felt privileged to be a part of ministry. Maybe because I had gotten away and came back with a fresh perspective, with the bigger picture in mind? Maybe it's easy to work hard when it is "short term" and I know a break is waiting ahead? Still, I was introspectively full of thanks. Our life and ministry here is so purposeful. Daily counting for eternity sometimes weighs heavy, but always weighs more.
Just some rambling thoughts as I consider balancing the fluff and faithfulness of this very odd, but very blessed life of ours. Just some rambling thoughts as I walk along soaking up the familiar sights, sounds and smells. Feeling rather at home in this beauty far-off place called Japan.
