It is always hard to say goodbye to friends that are moving away. There’s that sinking feeling in your stomach, that knot that tells you that change is occurring; things won’t be the same. Well, for the last month or so, I’ve had that knot inside of me.
After 27 years of living in Latin America, two of our missionary friends were asked by our church denomination to move back to the United States to serve. In just over a year and a half, this couple has come to mean so much to my family and me. For us, they have been mentors, surrogate uncle and aunt to our children, friends, and trusted ‘sounding boards’. We worked, chatted (in English!), played games, relaxed, ate, laughed and cried together. Even though they traveled quite a bit, there was always that sense that they would soon return.
It is with sad and heavy hearts that we say goodbye to them today. Thankfully, we will have opportunities to see them once or twice a year, but that will definitely be a drastic change from what it has been.
Thank you for being such a help and guide to us these past 18 months. You will continue to be in our thoughts and prayers. We count it such a privilege to call you friends! We love you.
Philippians 1:3-5 (NIV) I thank my God every time I remember you. In all my prayers for…you, I always pray with joy because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now…
Your turn to share: Have you had a friend move away recently?