As I sit here on a borrowed computer in a hotel in Atlanta, I find myself with too much to say, and yet nothing that seems to make sense as I start typing. Our team has shared everything from clothes and toothpaste to laughter and tears. We have bonded over new experiences in a foreign country, and have come back with a bigger picture of the amazing God we serve. I know by now the stories are starting to spill out to family and friends. The mixed reactions and emotions of coming home are catching up with me, and leaving the community of our small team is bittersweet.
To the parents: thank you for blessing me with the opportunity to lead your daughters. I have seen them grow in so many ways, and it's been a wonderful (and humbling) experience.
To my girls: goodbye, lovelies! Thanks for sharing this part of your life with me. I am praying for you, and can't wait to hear what God continues to do in your lives. Tan Creasy!
So excited and happy that prayers have been answered! Can’t wait to see you again! Bet Mike is anxious, too!
there are tears of thankfulness in my eyes as i read your post. you summed it up well, i think- the bittersweet experience of ‘coming back home’. i’m so thankful for the opportunity God gave you to lead this team of girls, and i’m also glad that you took the time to do it. we missed you, of course, but i’d rather miss you because you’re doing what God called you to do in another country than because you were running away from Him. i’ll save my hugs for tomorrow!!! love you bunches…..