I have to say that I feel that we have already been on quite the adventure and we haven't even landed in Peru! God is really working in our lives. He is growing us and growing sometimes hurts. You may remember as a child experiencing "growing pains," which I have been told medically do not exist. But as one who has experienced such pains I believe they do exist. And I am feeling them now.
Although the material things in life to do not hold priority I find myself feeling separation anxiety from my home. The home which my husband and I purchased together for our first home. The place I brought my first baby home. It has been difficult to pack up our memories into cardboard boxes to store away. We can take only what we can fit into four suitcases so this does not allow for much more than necessity. But I keep hearing my mom's voice in my head saying, "This world is not our home," and I know she is right. This house is not my home. My home is with God. For now He will have me stay in Peru.
And the people we will leave behind? I can't go there!