Going back!

A piece of my heart is 3,000 miles away. (Not to mention 300 miles away, but that’s a different story ) I just got an automated email from one of the Venezuelans saying his online photo album had been updated. I couldn’t help but laugh as I browsed through photos of the guys down there goofing off, along with a handful of pictures from my time there last August.

I miss them. I miss the intensity of ministry, the genuine love they all share so openly with one another, the absolute ridiculousness of the guys having “apostle’s night” last summer, which involved dressing like goons and presenting their arguments for why they should each be appointed as “apostles” so the Book of Oddo could be added to the Bible. Their method of voting involved making a gutteral sound not unlike that of Tim the Toolman Taylor.

Seeing those pictures this morning has reminded me just how much of a blessing last summer was, and how good it will be to see them all again. Only five weeks left!