Dear family and friends,
The last grains of sand have gone
through the hour-glass. The day of departure came. The gate shut
behind us. We left for the airport. Good-bye's were said. Luggage
was stowed and seatbelts fastened. The plane rose into the air.
Through the window, through the mist of tears in my eyes, I could see
the beautiful green mountains and valleys spread out far below.
Then, cloud-covered, they disappeared.
The plane flew north. My heart
stubbornly resisted, tried to hold back and stay south. The force
was too great and it was torn away. There are times when one is
thankful for numbness. That was the feeling of the remainder of the
day; the flight to New York City; the long drag through the airport;
and finally the 5 hour (+) flight to Arizona. There, seeing the
faces of precious family waiting for me,
was healing balm to the heart.
I didn't write about the last two
weeks in the Dominican Republic, but there's really not a lot more
that I can put into words. The most momentous thing was that Laura
came! The days were special. Laura and I took the bus to Sosua
and had a little time with Syd and Martha – and the ocean. Laura
spent as much time as possible in it! I enjoyed the quieter water in
the pool.
Edward brought Lily and Eileen on Friday, as they are
moving to that field and he was showing them the way around. It was
so good to see them again!
We returned on the bus to Santiago
where Ruthie and Yocelyn met us, and we continued the rounds of
meetings and visits until late Wednesday afternoon.
In the evening,
the friends who could come brought things for supper and to say
good-bye. Afterward, we enjoyed the study meeting together. Our study was I Samuel 13 &
14. Jonathan ate a little of the honey and his eyes were
enlightened. He spoke of how much greater victory there might have
been if others, too, had eaten! It matters so much that we feed –
and what we feed on. It matters naturally – and so much more
spiritually! The source of honey is the same now as it was in the
beginning. “Yesterday, today, forever – Jesus is the same....”
Thursday, we took Laura to Santo
Domingo, and on the way visited friends in Bani. It was special to
have lunch there in the batch with Tere and Maritza. In the city,
the brothers met us at Rosita's for “tea”, and we went together
to see Laura off at the airport.
Now the chapter is finished. I've
turned over the hour-glass. Priscilla
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