It's Monday morning in Munich, and in 25 minutes we'll leave our hotel to walk downstairs to the airport terminal and wait for the flight to Valencia, Spain, with Rich and Steve. We'll say goodbye to Jerry, Karen, and Tony as they stay an additional five hours before starting their journey home.
Last night, we had dinner downstairs in the area between the two airport terminals. It's hard to describe because it's directly connected to the airport terminal, so it's not exactly like a hotel restaurant. It's a great big open area with stores all around, including a Burger King (you have to pay extra for the ketchup), a sausage cart, and a huge supermarket with fresh produce and meats. At dinner, we debriefed and heard how God stirred the hearts of the team. I hope they'll post their thoughts on the blog after they got home.
For me, the world is big, but God is bigger. He works in all cultures, languages and circumstances. I'm still processing my reactions, but initially, I highly recommend missions trips because they make you pay attention to God more in all the differences that you experience. It jars you out of your complacency and, dare I use this word, apathy.
The dynamics of the team will change greatly as we welcome Helen and Virgie Wells, and our daughter Naomi, then later, Mark Kenoly. I am expectantly waiting to see God's workings unfold through this team.
Hopefully we'll have an internet connection in Valencia....
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