As most of you know, we are wrapping up here our first term of two years. It has been wildly successful in many many ways. This year our senior class chose to take us as their chaperones on their senior trip to Mombasa. They worked all year and they paid for us to go. Talk about feeling special. There were 18 of them and the time we had was simply amazing. I enjoyed the venue, but I loved the time with the class. What a tremendous bunch of students, I honestly can't put into words how incredible they were and are.
Then we had to begin saying goodbyes. These goodbyes were remarkably painful. I can't remember a time where I ached more as I said goodbye to student after student. Our family has put our everything into this ministry and God has blessed it beyond measure. Some people begged us to come back, the rest simply threatened to come after us if we didn't come back. LOL. The thought of not being here next year is so difficult for us. We are dreaming about being back here and what this next term will look like.
For two years, our family did it right. Everyone in this community would agree, we started well, we ran well and we've ended very very well. I do not say that to be arrogant. When I first arrived, I was terrified. But God, had plans for us that I never saw coming. They unfolded and morphed everyday. They were challenging, very challenging at times and yet this is the job that we were created for. These students have given us permission and privilege to speak truth into their lives. I'm already ready to come back and keep going.