-
two days.
Status update at 12:14 pm IST: Everyone’s more or less healthy around here, if a little wobbly around the edges. Six of eight suitcases packed. Priya’s cooking lunch. David and the kids are at the bank. Amanda’s out stocking us up on tea and spices. Skyline folks providing dinner. All’s well on King Street.
-
we need prayer.
The past two days were a little nightmarish. David got sick Friday morning, and I followed on Friday afternoon. Not sure how it happened that we both got so sick almost simultaneously with differing things. But by Friday night we were each laying on a sofa, shivering with fevers, nauseated, and achey. Throughout Friday night I was rushing to the bathroom and blacking out almost every time I got up. We talked on the Vonage phone with company doctors, and they urged me to get to the hospital. I can’t describe the dread I have of South Asian hospitals right now (no, they are not all bad; yes, I’m probably…
-
five days.
-
last breakfast.
the very same breakfast we shared when we first met these friends in Durham, NC: scrambled eggs and Pioneer Woman cinnamon rolls little did Alison know that one year later she’d be a mango lassi-making queen just what I like to see: the men in the kitchen “portrait of a tired mommy,” by Judah Thanks for serving us, John, Alison, Joshua and Caleb! We are going to miss you more than you know.
-
when life is heavy and hard to take.
Last night was our last city church Bible Study before we leave. I know one of the big questions in your mind is probably: What about the city church? Well, it’s one of our big questions too. Just one of the questions, believe me. And about that, I’ll stop and say: I had an epiphany today. It is that, if I am going to survive these last 9 days–and maybe even the month or two after this–I have to live in the little moments. It’s the big picture, the big, big questions of our life right now, that drive me to panic or to depression. Or both. But if I just focus on…
-
last bible study.
But last night, last night was sweet in the hardness. A sweet gathering of people. A sweet time of studying the Word together. Sweet, sweet laughter. Sweet prayers for our family. I’m very thankful for this group of people. Anu took it upon himself to make chai for everyone . . . . . . which turned into a kitchen full of guys weighing in on the process After the study, the group helped us celebrate our wedding anniversary, South Asian-style, with jasmine garlands Oh yes, David got to wear one too Here’s to eight years together! John-brother and Ali celebrated ten years this past week! A fun night was…
-
craft time.
Pat and Cathy are giving the kids special goody bags for our plane ride home. First step: today Pat and the kids decorated their bags. Such a fun idea!
-
two weeks.
So the word is out, and I’ve been wanting to write a blog post about going home. But I don’t know what to say. Right now it’s too hard to think of what (and who) we’re leaving. As my friend Alison would say, “I don’t have the emotional fortitude for that.” So I won’t. Instead, I’ll tell you five things of the things I’m looking forward to. 1. Clean. I may kneel down and kiss the Columbia Airport floor. And shed a few tears. You think I’m kidding. Clean, clean, clean. I want to wrap myself up in clean. 2. Family. Oh, we miss them. Every single day. I will…