Day 8

El Final

I suck at goodbyes. That’s a fact. I never know what to say, what to do. I’m just awkward. Today, I was determined I was not going to suck, so I did what I do best, I wrote. I wrote letters to some amazing people, people I am happy to have known here in Guatemala. The actual hugging and thanking were awkward, but the holy spirit definitely helped me out in the letters.

I’m sitting in the Guatemala City Airport, honestly at a loss for words. I’m upset. Upset that the Lord hasn’t called me into full time ministry with Him in a place like this. I’m upset that I have to go so soon, that I wanted to stay but the Lord has other plans. I’m upset that I have to go back to a secular, artificial world when everything during this week seemed rich in meaning and in importance. I’m upset that I’ve wasted so much time of my life living the way I how I think I should live, when the Lord’s way is so much better. I’m upset at every time I’ve been ungrateful for something I was so fortunate to have. I’m upset that I’m upset, because I know I need to trust the Lord and His path.

I am trusting He will bring me back here. I am trusting that I will get to spend months here, maybe even years. But for now, I’m headed back to South Carolina, back to Piedmont, hopefully bringing some Guatemala and Heaven with me.