The door has been opened, the road has been walked, and I think I’ve kept my feet but I certainly had no idea where I’d be swept off too. Its been an adventure. I suppose I could make this into a really sappy ending about goodbyes and emotions all very present in the last few weeks but somehow that goes against my discomfort with romanticizing the reality. The parts I saw of Central America exposed me to beautiful places and wonderful people but at times the experience difficult and with scary moments; it, like everywhere else in the world is not a paradise but nor it devoid of the things that make life wonderful, exciting, and rich. However, I would be lying if I said I didn’t believe my time in Central America would have had a lasting impact…it just remains to see how. The ending of one epoch is really the beginning of another but at the same time the moments, the experiences, and what has been seen and heard do not pass away with the the passing of the present reality but continue on in memory and relationships and perhaps even continue to change the trajectory of one’s life, of my life.
I want to thank you readers for journeying with me and for your cares, prayers, and letters. It was wonderful to have feedback and many of you provided inspiration and insight. I look forward to talking with you about all that has passed with me and with you while I’ve been away. And tomorrow the road leads back to The Shire, my Shire that is, in a little place in Northwestern BC, also not a paradise, but it is a place that for the present, passing time I happily call Home.
“But our citizenship is in heaven, and from it we await a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, who will transform our lowly body to be like his glorious body, by the power that enables him even to subject all things to himself.”