It’s finally time to go. Bags packed I go upstairs to my team leaders to say a quick prayer before heading to the airport. My nerves are going crazy. Why, I am not sure except that it has been close to two years and as much as I love this beautiful country, I am going home! Half way to the airport one of my team leaders ask where my back pack was and I freeze… I don’t have it! I had left it in their house when I had gone up to say a quick prayer. What was I going to do?! My team leader agreed to go back and get it as I checked in, hopping that everything would work out. As I checked in, I learned my plane was to leave 30 minutes before its’ scheduled time. My anxiety escalated as I waited for my team leader to get there with my backpack. When he arrived I jumped into action ran through security cutting to the front of the Visa line to get to my plane. On arriving to my plane’s gate I met a young woman from the UK who happened to be sitting next to me on the plane. What an answer to prayer, not only had I made it to my plane on time but I found a friend to take the next part of the trip with me. My first layover was in Dubai and then I flew onto Chicago where I was able to get out for the night and stay with family. After a restful night I then flew home to NE where my parents and little sister were waiting. When the plane landed in NE I had the overwhelming since of coming home. I stepped off the plane and tried to prepare to get my emotions under control as I went to meet my family. However, I don’t think anything really prepares you for seeing those you love so very dearly for the first time in two years. I saw my parents and sister from a distant and tears had already blurred my vision. As I ran into my mom’s arms a tear or two had sneaked out of my eyes as tears of joy had now also filled her’s. I then turned to my sister and dad receiving wonderful welcome home hugs as all of us girls now wiped tears from our faces. My dad somehow held out on the tears 😉 but it was such a joy to be home. My parent’s then took me to meet my youngest brother who swallowed me in a huge hug and then gave me a tour of his new job. From there we went out to eat Mexican (because it was one of my requests 😉 where I was able to get a loving welcome home from my other brother. Though my older sister was not able to make it for this part of my coming home, I felt loved.
My time back in the United States has been wonderful! Full of travel but so enjoyable. It has been good to see family and friends as I travel from one town or state to the next. Each person that I have seen has made me feel loved and valued and it has been so wonderful to catch up a little with everyone. So much happens over two years a lot of joy, tears, and lessons learned in everyone’s lives. In a way it hurts to see all the hardship that different ones have gone through knowing that I was not here to help, but it is also neat to see how God has been able to work through it all.
In my traveling I am itinerating to go back to Nepal for another six months to a year. I cannot go back for this time without people being willing to come along side me to partner with me in this. I trust that God will help me get the partnerships I need if staying back for this time is his will and purpose for my life. Nepal right now is where a lot of my heart is and I do look forward to going back to that beautiful Himalayan Nation very soon.
My journey home here in the United States has been such a blessing for me. The different reunions I have had with friends and family has made me think of the wonderful amazing reunion we will have in heaven. The one person that was here before I left that I would have enjoyed reuniting with again here, is my dear grandma, who I will get to see again in that heavenly reunion which makes the longing for that coming home party even more sweet.
I ask that you all would continue to pray for me that God’s will would be done as I finish this itinerating process. I ask that you pray for me as I return to Nepal that God’s will and work would be done.
“Chase your dreams but always know the road that will lead you home again.”-Tim McGraw