Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Home Again, Home Again

I made it back home. I still cannot believe how fast those eight days flew by! Of course I am happy to be here with my treasures, but a bigger piece of my heart was captured by Nicaragua this year.  I felt like a torn woman...knowing I needed to be home and fulfill my role here, but with a heavy burden about leaving the people I have come to love so much.

I'm so thankful for a husband who doesn't view his portion of parenting as "babysitting!" He not only held this fort down, but nursed sick kids back to health, accomplished schoolwork, and disinfected everything...including washing all the dirty laundry.  I dare say he did so well that they barely missed momma around here!  Seeing him waiting for me at the airport nearly took my breath away.  I felt like I was falling in love all over again, yet walking back to the other part of myself.

I absolutely have to thank my amazing mom for all her help in this adventure.  One son decided he would just camp at her house for his flu recuperation!  And why not right?  If you can't have your momma, gramma is always the next best nurturer!  No words can express my gratitude for your love for my boys Mom.

I have so much I could say right now...about my husband, my sons, my parents, my peeps I traveled with, and those beautiful Nicaraguan friends I hold dear, but right now I think it best to say this and then get some rest:

My sons~please never allow your comfortable United States lifestyle to crowd out what matters in God's eyes.  Please never get so wrapped up in material possessions that you ignore the plights of humanity outside these borders.  You live in the exception, not the rule.  You don't know lack, but you need to see it.  You need to know it exists so that you can truly see what lack is.  I can't thank you enough for your strength and support in allowing me to go to the children of Nicaragua.  You can be sure you will share in the rewards of what has taken place this past week.  I long to take you to my other family.  I long for you to know the people who ask about you...who pray for YOU!  We think we are the "  blessed"  ones in this world with all our stuff.  How sad we are.  Their lack of stuff opens their hearts to more compassion than we can comprehend...to more faith than we possess I think.  Yes, my boys, do yourselves and your future families a favor and step out of this culture and immerse yourself in another one.  Your dad and I will do all we can to help you do this in your youth, but please remember this when you are leading your adult lives.  There are people all over who need you to come and to do...to give and even to receive from them.  I know you are getting this.  I see your concern and your heartbreak, and I pray you continue to be broken with God's perspective.~Mom

1 comment:

Katie Ashcraft said...

WOW... YOU inspire ME! Amazing insites from your trip to share with us... what an eye opener... love ya, Katie