Goodbyes Are Always Hard

When I woke this morning I had this unsettling feeling in my tummy, knowing that we were nearing our departure from the people of the barrio, the island of Bohol, our experience adventure, which was coming to and end… Goodbyes are always hard, but for some reason I was fearing this one. Was it because I felt like our work was incomplete or was it because a new love for life has entered my heart and it was now time to let go? Maybe both… I know that the one week we were here was too short yet the vast amount of things compiled into our heads and hearts will last a lifetime. It just goes to show that our time here on earth is very precious, we need to use it to the best of our abilities because before we know it, it will be time to say goodbye again.

When I first decided to get involved and go on this mission trip, I didn’t have a clue what to expect, nor did I have an interest in even doing something like this. I, like many others around me, was only wrapped up in myself, my life, my wants… I have seen, heard, felt, and experienced so many things that have put my way of thinking into a whole new perspective. I know now that this is something God wants me to do, what he wants all of us to do. I plan to get more involved in helping others, whether it be around town or around the world. It is the very reason God put us here, right? If we let him fill our hearts and work through us, we are meeting his expectations. I cant think of a better outcome of life that what he already provides us with.

Ginger Larsen