Any emotion that was lacking last night certainly came to the surface at this morning's class. It was very difficult for me to say goodbye to these women because they really were my favorite. I have a wonderful time with Saginuma, but this Wednesday morning class has built relationships that I've really appreciated and enjoyed. I've spent the most time with these students outside of class-at meals, around the city, with their families. We've had good discussions-about culture, about tradition, about faith. And when I shared my testimony with them this morning, they were listening like friends listen. I will miss these ladies very much.
Timing always seems to be perfect and I came home just in time to catch Angela May at home and we talked for a bit, before going downstairs to a tea party hosted by Denise and little Joanna. It was a perfect day. The temperature's even dropped just a bit and I was able to sit comfortably on the porch and finish my last read of the summer, A Daughter of the Samurai.
Tomorrow will be a day of packing. Perhaps I should have started tonight, but I was more interested in finishing my photobook on Snapfish from my time here. If everything works out well, I'll have all my pictures developed and put together before I even get home! Once again technology makes our lives so much easier.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8, 11
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to men,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.
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