We've been back in Baguio for just over a week now and while leaving Indonesia was hard, I'm glad we got to spend some time here again. I have a better idea now of what expats mean when they say this new place is their home. Eventually, the culture doesn't shock you quite as often. You can get to places that you once couldn't even pronounce. You run into friends on the street or in the mall. You have a favorite restaurant. You sleep in the same bed every night. The field really does become home. I've only been here 2 months and we're doing a lot of traveling so I'm sure I still don't even have the full sense of the feeling. Either way, going home in 4 days is going to be weird. I'm super-excited to see my friends and family and I'm very grateful for my experience here, but part of me feels as if adjusting back is going to be harder than adjusting here. I'll never forget the things God has taught me here. I'll never forget the amazing people I've met in Asia. I know I've made a very small impact on Asia but Asia has made a very big impact on me. I'll never be the same.
Over the past 2 months, I've been able to participate in so many different types of ministry. Since coming back to Baguio, we've done street church, kids club, treasure hunting, passing out food and prayer on the streets, youth groups, and spoken in high school classrooms. Tonight, we're ministering in a college dorm again. It's our last official ministry event before we start debriefing tomorrow. It's so weird to think about the skills I've gained and the gifts I've discovered since arriving here. And how I may not have the opportunity to use those gifts in the same way for quite a while after this week. But God is good and I know nothing He's developed in me here will go to waste. He has a plan and a purpose for every aspect of my growth.
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