58 Days

Well today, I officially booked my plane ticket home. Its bittersweet really. One way I am so excited about seeing family, and another way, I know that I will miss my time and friends here.

We were traveling and sightseeing this week and a realization hit me in the face. Some of the places that I was standing in, it was the last time I would ever be here, in this moment, in this exact place. Because of our schedule the next few months, which will be crazy, we won't be sightseeing as much. So this week, when we found some new places, the realization was that I might not be able to come back to these new places again. So whoever we met, whoever we were able to talk with that day, its possible that it would be the first and last time. Not to be all down and out, but the reality was that we needed to intentional, focused, "on the ball," as my Dad would say. I couldn't help but looking at some of the people and thinking, will they hear? Will anyone come behind me? I can't say for sure, and I know that the entire world isn't my responsibility. But, that moment was pretty heavy on my heart and mind. I don't know the future, He does, but I don't.

In one way, it really helps me to keep my focus, but in another way, its incredibly heart wrenching. To know that for this season, these are the last days. This is it, 58 days left and the countdown has begun. I have 58 days with this culture, and these people, but how many days do they have left? How many days to they have left to hear?

One day of 58, in one new place, and one time, one moment to be beautiful feet.... I hope that I/we never take for granted the one moments.

Beautiful Feet