Reflections

Four years ago today, December 7th, I was on my way back home after serving 18 months as a missionary in Guatemala. I just mentioned this to Steve and he said, "Four years? That's it?" All the while I've been thinking, "Four years? Already?" Perspective is a funny thing.

Anyway, I've had a chance to reminisce lately about my mission and experiences there. I found myself longing for someone to let me just sit and tell them all about the people and the places and the adventures. At times, it feels like a dream that I was ever there and at others, I have such vivid memories of the smells, the tastes, the sounds, the feelings....

I am so grateful that I had the opportunity to serve in that unique way. I loved being Hermana Weed and spending all of my time doing missionary work. It was very hard thing at times, but now looking back, I think it was a wonderful way to live. Despite the rejection and the disappointment, there was a confidence and comfort that came knowing I was on the Lord's errand. And there was nothing better than being a part of another's search for truth and reconciliation with God.

A lot has happened in the last four years and it's interesting to look back on how things worked out....not always how I had planned but always for the best.