A bit o' my heart...

So it's really true... Reality has set in, and I discovered that I'm back in the states and back to work. I honestly had to hit the ground running. I went in to staff meeting on my day off, and decided to stick around for 2 more hours "to get some work done." What's the matter with me?! And now here I am attempting to keep myself awake at 9 pm to answer the 200 emails that I found lurking in my inbox as I returned home. Now at 9:07, I relieved myself for a minute to think... to remember.

Two days ago I was in South Africa. A lot of people talk about loving a place when they go there, but when I say love, I mean something completely different. I have never felt like I fit in, no matter where I have been. There was always something missing, someone telling me I was special, some restless feeling that wouldn't go away. This week was the first time that all those anxieties were quelled. People loved me for who I was, crazy or not. South Africa is a beautiful place, not just for its scenery, but because of the hearts of the people. Gorgeous. Beyond words, lovely.

So yes, I understand that it might be hard to live in America, especially if my heart resides in South Africa, and many a people have ruined their relationships, their opportunities, and inevitably their lives by setting their thoughts and minds in another place. But I won't make that same mistake. In another sense, there is no way that I can forget and no way that I can't miss the people, the places, the worship, the laughs, the hope, the love. God in His mysterious ways, created and ordained this opportunity. I now have clarity beyond anything I have ever experienced. It is holy.

South Africa, you hold a special place in my heart forever. And for now, jet lag is winning. Sleep is good.

-Kristen