That last…

-That last hurried shared cup of coffee at a nearby shop before friends part.

-That last frantic attempt to teach one more grammar practice before the “school bell rings” for dismissal.

-That last thank-you to hosts and hostesses who have welcomed us around their tables for yummy Slovak meals and moments of sweet fellowship shared sometimes through broken English and tears that write love on our hearts for a lifetime.

-And finally, the last lingering hugs and reluctant good-bye waves through the bus windows as we begin our first leg of departure across the pond, with accompanying blurry eyes that reflect the awesome connections we will take with us back to our families and friends who have prayed for us SO faithfully.

This is not a theological statement. BUT, “the last times” are upon this group of us 40 here in Slovakia. And they have changed us all for eternity.

Emmanuel ….