On Saturday morning, we all got up early, made our peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, one more time and headed for home. It was still so very hot and we were so very tired. It was a good tired. It was the kind of tired that comes from working hard. We knew we had done God's work. I can't explain how good that feels.
The twelve hours home were long. There was a lot of time to reflect on the past week. I thought about how I loved helping the people of Joplin. I wondered if I am being called to the mission field some day. We shall see.
The kids in the van seemed somehow more mature than they did when we left. We were all quiet with our thoughts on the way home. We were sad that the adventure was over. We were happy to see our families waiting for us. We gathered in a circle and held hands one last time. We prayed over the people of Joplin and thanked God that we were home, safe. We will be forever changed for the better.
Well, we were almost done. The leaders had some pranking to do. We had saran wrapped all of the luggage. Something had to be done to get everyone back for the pranking we received. Ha ha.
Today Tom and I went and got Becca from camp. Her foot is still slightly swollen and she still needs to use her crutches from time to time. She had a great time at camp, as always. I am so glad to have my "bug" back home. Laura will come home tomorrow from a weekend of LARPing. My family will be complete once more.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot. I have lost 15 pounds!!! Yeah me!!!
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