Rach and I talking about our weekend on the long car ride home and realized how crazy and different the places are that we have been in the past 24 hours. We had an absolutely amazing time with Greg and Lori May at their wedding on Saturday. It was hands down the most fancy and posh wedding/reception that I have ever been a part of. When we got to the reception I told Rachel that I felt like we were in a movie or something. It was so much fun to spend a great night celebrating two of my most favorite people with so many good friends.
It felt so strange though to be around wealthy white people again. I might have even lost some of my refugee-english while we were there. Haha. But it just reminded me again how different our life is going to look than so many of my friends.
So then, this morning we take off to go to morning worship at FUMC in Amory. Small town Mississippi church meeting. Again very different than where we had been the night before and where we would lay our heads down tonight.
It was so good to see "my kids". I have missed them and their teenage antics... Well maybe not the teenage antics but definitely them. It was so hard to not stay all day and visit with all of them. Some short conversation before and after worship would have to do. Those students will always have a piece of my heart wherever I go.
And then, home-sweet-home, we finally got back to our wonderfully beautiful community from everywhere in the whole world. It felt very right to come home to our amazing community of believers, this crazy diverse mix of people we call neighbors (including the band of small children that bombard us with hugs when we come back from anywhere), and the place we affectionately call home.We are not worthy Lord, what more could we ask for?
What a crazy diverse weekend. It flew by and now its back to the crazy thing we call normal life.
It felt so strange though to be around wealthy white people again. I might have even lost some of my refugee-english while we were there. Haha. But it just reminded me again how different our life is going to look than so many of my friends.
So then, this morning we take off to go to morning worship at FUMC in Amory. Small town Mississippi church meeting. Again very different than where we had been the night before and where we would lay our heads down tonight.
It was so good to see "my kids". I have missed them and their teenage antics... Well maybe not the teenage antics but definitely them. It was so hard to not stay all day and visit with all of them. Some short conversation before and after worship would have to do. Those students will always have a piece of my heart wherever I go.
And then, home-sweet-home, we finally got back to our wonderfully beautiful community from everywhere in the whole world. It felt very right to come home to our amazing community of believers, this crazy diverse mix of people we call neighbors (including the band of small children that bombard us with hugs when we come back from anywhere), and the place we affectionately call home.We are not worthy Lord, what more could we ask for?
What a crazy diverse weekend. It flew by and now its back to the crazy thing we call normal life.
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