the initial feeling of anxiety and disbelief that "I'm going to teach?!!!" to gradually settling into a teaching routine (if you can call it that! haha grins) complete with all the flexibility I can muster and the life-saving, sanity-saving grace of God... the initial feeling of heartache and loneliness and feeling of loss that comes with leaving people you love so much to realizing again that "there is a time for everything and a season for every activity under heaven (Ecclesiastes 3:1), and so my time to be here is good, and God never ceases to amaze me in the incredible ways in which he continues to bless me - a very small and weak "little girl" (as I often feel).
Thinking about "home" - home being the people - still often brings tears to my eyes as my heart lifts you all up in a prayer that catches in my throat - the kind of prayer that words don't suffice to express. Thankfully, the Holy Spirit "prays for us." But even so, Japan is becoming yet another "home" - bit by bit, person by person, name by name, face by face, relationship by relationship. I can't help but love each one.
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