i feel like that phrase has been a part of my life for the past week. i am in kansas right now visiting P's family... have been here for a week and now will head back home in a little bit. while i was here i really felt like my priority was to be here and not worry about tomorrow.
if you walk into my house in chicago, you will find boxes lined up by the door and bags starting to fill with stuff that i am taking with me back to the other side of the world. so while i was here, i put all that behind me and just enjoyed the time here. it was really nice to have family to wake up with A and that i got to sleep in... and it was nice that i could stay up late knowing that someone would take care of her. one of the mornings, E (her almost 6 yr old) cousin was in charge of the kids (3 altogether) because all the adults were sleeping. ha ha... but it was good to be with family... it is bitter sweet... enjoying each other, but also missing the link that brought us together.
i've really enjoyed my time in kansas... it's really pretty with beautiful open fields. last night i drove out to walmart (which is like the happening place here) and the stars in the sky was amazing. i just stared at them for a while... God is so good in all that He made and how i want to praise Him for the awesome things i see around me that He handmade.
there is a bit of disturbing information about kansas that i learned right before i came... kansas is a state that does 2nd trimester and 3rd trimester abortions... ugh... i was sick to my stomach when i heard that.
so this afternoon i am heading to the airport to catch my flight out to chicago. i'll be home and that's when the worries will start... ha ha... really not worries, but there are some serious things i need to take care of. BUT... PTL i got my visa all taken care of and i will pick that up tomorrow. yeah!!!! three more weeks today and i will be closing my chapter here in the states and starting yet another chapter in the land across the ocean.
yesterday i got to meet a couple well into their 90's that have been praying for P, A and me, way before i even came into the picture of P's life. it was such a blessing to see them again, but i really enjoyed when we said good-bye... because we talked about meeting in heaven... our real home. that's such a blessing to be able to say that to the people we know... i'll see you at home... that's where we'll see P too... at our home.
that brings up how home just means something so different to all of us. i thought at one point that the states was my home... then i was suddenly back to this place i called home and it wasn't home... and through this year i've truly learned that the one place i could call home and that never changes is heaven... where my Savior is preparing a room for me... and the promise that if i don't see you some time in the future, i will definitely see you at home.
