Though I know I am leaving and things have been working toward that for a time, this week it hit in a new way...a more real way. I am not exactly sure, but it might have had to do with the fact that last weekend I realized I had less than month until I leave for Hong Kong and am basically finished with my life in Korea. Then there have just been moments this week where I have just enjoyed my students. I love them always and most things I do are motivated by the love I have for them--but there are times that I enjoy and appreciate them more than others. This week was just one of those weeks were I looked at my kids and could see how much they have grown. It just makes me proud and it makes me want to continue to be a part of their lives.
I have been tired all week and do not know why. Today is Saturday and I had nothing to do until this evening. I woke up multiple times and attempted to start my day reading a book. I never lasted more than fifteen minutes before I had fallen into a deep sleep again. I did this all morning until about 1 pm. At that point I was finally rested. It may have nothing to do with leaving, but I have gone to bed at a decent time all night this week and nothing out of the ordinary is going on. I think it is just an emotional weariness from realizing how little time I have left here. While I know it is time to move on, I have loved my time here in Korea. I am not in a hurry to leave. I am not leaving to "escape". I am simply leaving because God has said it is time to pursue some of the other things He has placed on my heart.
It's weird, but I only have one to two more nights at the Hospitality House--the body of believers I have been a part of here. This body has been my family. I have grown and much as I have been a part of this body of believers. This past year has had it ups and downs, and there was a time where I stopped wanting to be there. It used to be that you couldn't keep me away. There was no question on IF I would show up a Friday or Saturday night. I was there. I wanted to be there. I was encouraged and challenged and blessed by the people there. This year it has been more forced. I have gone because I was committed to the body there and no other reason. I would dread going. Anyhow, I persevered and think I have learned the lessons the Lord had for me through that time. The Hospitality House is once again a place a I want to be. I look forward to going and being blessed. Sadly though, this is the time of the year where I sort of "disappear" from the House. We have so many school events that take place on Friday or Saturday nights that while I go whenever I can--I am just gone a lot. In the past when this time of the year had rolled around, it was not a big deal and I would know that soon I would be back to being very involved. This year, there is not that hope. Right about the time I get "free" I am getting on a plane and returning to the USA. I am still taking advantage of every opportunity I can--there are just so few left. I know it will be weird when I walk away from the House for the final time.
Anyhow, those are a few of my thoughts. I have some pictures that perhaps blogger will allow me to post. I have some time tomorrow and might post if I have time. Who know!
Until next time...