Anyways this whole getting back thing has gone a little differently than I thought it would. I had anticipated "culture shock" to set in right in but honestly I didn't really slow down enough for it to happen. I was so excited to see people and places that I got up the next morning and went out right away. Honestly my first day back was wonderful. I got to see the people I had missed the most and who actually wanted to know how my trip was. Going out that day it felt like I hadn't even been gone. Target wasn't even overwhelming like I thought it would be. The first days back were days that I got to celebrate things such as driving, crunchy lettuce, apples, air conditioning, and relationships with the people I left behind. The first days were great, really.
But now is sort of different. The fact the I'm STAYING here is finally sinking in and I have very very mixed feelings about all of that. I miss Bolivia. Man, do I miss Bolivia. I miss my roommates oh so much. I miss serving alongside them and the wonderful relationships. It's hard knowing the things they are doing each day and not being a part of them with them to share in the joy, love, and not so easy things about the ministry there. I still talk to them a lot and that's a blessing. But I just want to be with them and the other people I love in Bolivia. I miss the kids and it hurts a lot that I don't know when I'll see them again. That's the hard thing about being s
Church was weird this morning. I LOVEEEDDD seeing my kids again and I got a lot of smiles confirming they were glad I was back as well. I missed all of my kids dearly and I am glad to be back in their lives. I love my church but it's really primarily a ministry to me since I do not go to service but teach instead. Which is something I am happy with because of all the stuff around campus but I had adjusted to my church in Bolivia. My church in Bolivia was super different and let's be honest, I loved it. In Bolivia you greet each other with a kiss. At first this was weird but after awhile I loved it. It made me feel cared for and that my presence was wanted. The church in Bolivia is like a family, a great example of the body of Christ. When I walked into church this morning it felt weird to not be greeted. It felt like not many people had even known I had left let alone wanted to know how the trip itself went. Which honestly is something you should expect when you go on a mission trip but it's a hard reality to face when you come back. But don't get me wrong I am overjoyed to be back in my classroom once again, I just miss the church culture of Bolivia. I just miss Bolivia.
I find myself getting frustrating easy. A lot of the things that happen in the states just seem dumb. The things that people get upset about just seem dumb. The things people do for fun or entertainment just seem dumb. In other words I need an attitude adjustment really quick before I become bitter about not being in Bolivia. feel free to pray for that.
So wrapping up it's hard being back right now. But I'm really excited for this year and I'm really happy to be back at nwc. Coming back here felt like coming home and I like that. I have good friends here. And most importantly I have the Lord who is the same here and He is in Bolivia which is absolutely fantastic. So this is how I am adjusting and I look forward for this to be done but also to learning things through it.
sorry if i sound whiney and I know 6 weeks isn't that long but yeah.
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