Just arrived home last night and have been unpacking and working all day. Finally have a moment to breathe.
As a consequence of my experiences this weekend I’ve set a goal to reestablish a quiet time to meditate, reflect, pray and read. Hopefully it will happen in the mornings.
On our trip we helped with a community event and painted a garage for a widow. It was exhausting but very fun. Helping people is so intrinsically rewarding.
I was also able to deepen relationships with my friends and church family. Glad to be home with my own family but the nostalgia for an amazing experience has already set in.