one more week left... its a bittersweet feeling.

On friday, the staff at Wentz called me in for the last of their general staff meeting and surprised me with a card signed by everyone and cake as a thank you and farewell party. I couldn't help but get a little choked up when I heard them say how much of a blessing I had been to them. I didn't really know what to say other than to thank them for being patient with me when I didn't understand what the patients were saying in Lugandan and when I didn't understand what the patients were saying in English. A lot of people came up to me to say goodbye, probably not realizing that i still had one more week with them. I told them, "You'd be surprised how hard it'll be to get rid of me, I'm coming back on monday."

I told my mom about a week ago that I stumbled across 1 Corinthians 13 while I've been here. I think that it really speaks to this trip on so many levels.. I could literally fly half way across the world and help all these people, but without love, it means absolutely nothing. So yeah.. check it out. :)