Sitting

I've found myself sitting a lot lately. Not sitting and reading. Not sitting and watching a movie. Not sitting and working on a project. Not even sitting and thinking. Just sitting. The world is spinning very fast around me. My packing is slowly winding down. I mainly have papers and clothes to pack now.But my mind is racing. There are so many other things to be done. Goodbyes to be said. Things to try and not forget. Here are some thoughts I had recently:"I'm sitting here in Abidjan just a few days away from going home, and trying to process these last two years. They have without a doubt been the best two years of my life, but also the hardest in more ways than I can count. I've learned more about the world and suffering, about myself and who my God is than I learned in all the 24 years before. I will never forget how real Christ has been to me, how desperate I have been for Him, and pray I will never forget how much the nations need Him.Unbelievably it is time for me to start preparing to go home. How can it be that in so few days I will be on a flight to America? How can it be that these people I have come to love (Ivoirians and Americans) will soon fade from view? How can it bee that I am about to reenter a world and culture that I miss, but no longer feel I know as my own? How can it be I feel as though only a few days have passed since I set out on an "adventure" I didn't know if I could survive? How can it be that in the midst of this dark land I can see and hear Him clearly?With all these questions running through my head I guess it is only normal to ask-Where am I going? What will I do when I get there?"