We said good night, good bye, and gave hugs of hopes of reunions. It was tearful, it was cheerful, it was goodbye.
We came back to the Hostal and spent a last few minutes together preparing for our homecoming. We talked about what sharing about this week will be like. We talked about what we learned. It was my favorite part of the trip.
I have viewed authentic serventhood. I have witnessed immediate love. I have observed gental compassions. I have seen tender patience. I have watched as this group became better. The better sort of people that spend less time seeing themselves and more time experiencing and acknowledging the needs of others. I watched our group be awesome. I am blown away.
I asked Anita Kheller to talk about the week. She did. In fact she wrote about 3 pages of beauty. She was intentional, inspiritional, personal, and profound. I sat down to reread it last night after we uploaded it, and then... the internet decided to not save it. I almost threw up. I hate seeing these kids work hard on something and watch as it doesnt work. But then she was amazing. It might be the moment that most defines this trip to me. She worked hard, she poured her heart out. And when it didn't go as planned, she just decided to not stop giving. So, she said that she would write it again. I will have her post it from Houston airport. I can't believe we are loading up the bus right now to head to the market to buy gifts. We will see you soon :)
kyle kerchner
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