Home

Well, I don't really know if the title for this post is really fitting. I do feel like I am at home at Asbury, but it is not the home that I have grown up in, yet home also felt a bit like Argentina somehow.

I did arrive safely, the flights were all on time, and no baggage was lost. The 8 hour layover is Chile was as painless as any 8 hour layover could be, as the longest part of the trip for me was actually the last 2 hours in the car from Louisville.

On the last plane ride, I had a very interesting conversation with a man from England that the Lord brought to me. We talked about religion and his frustrations with hypocritical Christians who seem to be in it just for the money. I pointed him to a passage in Romans that I had just read warning believers not to judge others which fit with the conversation perfectly. I was also able to witness to him and encourage him to seek the Lord even though his current wife and stepson are making his life not exactly peaches and cream. I didn't get his name and doubt I will ever see him again, but I was glad to have made the most of that plane ride from Dallas to Louisville as I slept from Santiago to Dallas.

Classes start tomorrow and I've still got a bit more unpacking to do. It's off to bed and onto the races for a very full day. Thank you all so much for keeping up with my blog! I am excited to see how the Lord works through our team even after we are gone.

God bless!