“’Cause everything looks perfect from far away,
Come down now…”
Come down now…”
I’ve been thinking about these lines the last couple of days. I thought about how perfect going back to the States seems or how perfect family time will be. I know without a doubt that nothing is perfect, and returning will not be a perfect process. However, it still looks oh so good… until I see what I’m leaving behind.
When I boarded the plane to Thailand, it was the last thing I wanted to do. I was nigh angry at God for making me do it. Somehow, I still got here and then struggled through months of language learning and culture shock. It’s been said that most countries take about 2 months to really adapt to, but Thailand takes 6. That is the truth. After about five to six months, this very strange place became my home. I’ve learned to love it here. I’ve learned to love the people. I’ve learned so many things about God and His plans. It’s crazy how perspective can change.
As I think about leaving this home to return to another one, I have to remember once again, that home is not here on this earth. I sometimes wonder at why I attach to “home” so quickly. I think it’s because I’m human and essentially, I’m going through some sort of separation anxiety and so I want what I just can’t quite have. Anyway, I’m just reminded that these places are made by the people that are in them and no matter what, I will be missing someone for the rest of my life. My prayer is that all I know and love will not be missed in Heaven someday. 