Missions trip withdrawal

After a full day of flying and waiting in airports yesterday, most of it just me and one student after we parted ways with the rest of our group…

Every voice and every laugh sounded like someone from our team.

Every accent sounded Jamaican.

Every seat should have had a handle on it and every driver should have been Billy.

Every child was a joy.

Every story and smile was about loving God and loving others in Jamaica.

All the music was reggae.

And all my kleenex are gone.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s