I am coming home. Those are some hard words to say however, they are so true. In just a short couple weeks I will be once again packing my bags and traveling back to America. This trip may take upwards of 55 hours to complete while traveling by bus, shuttle van, planes, subways, train, and car while passing through 4 different airports and 2 train stations and 2 bus terminals. It was not an easy choice to make to book my flights to come home. It took some prayer. At this time it is the best thing to do, it is what I feel like is wanting me to do. By the time I leave I would have spent over 5 months in the Philippines. The memories that I have made can not be replaced. I ave seen so much while I was here from good to the bad. I have lived in the major city where I walked through sewage, down narrow allies into squatter areas. I have lived in the mountains away from all the hustle of the city and served at camps and spent time with orphans. I have spent time with some old friends and made countless new ones. It would be very hard to count the number of lives impacted by my time here. That number would easily be in the hundreds if not exceed one thousand. I was always running into new people of all ages. While on my daily walks to and around the park, at the church I was attending, through ministry, or the camps I where a part of people where impacted. I know God used me to make a difference in each of those lives. It will be sad to leave everything behind. It will be sad to get on that plane to come home. But, I have faith in my God that He knows what He is doing in my life. I will always have a heart for the Philippines and this country will be in my prayers daily. I do not know what awaits me when I return home, all I can do is trust God.
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