the great countdown.

i'm not saying its right. or good.

just how it is.

i'm coming home in less than a week, and i have a hard time focusing on anything else.

like the new years count down stretched across six days of torture.

i didn't realize i was so ready for a break until i noticed this seperation beginning to happen in my heart. there's those little irritations the city offers, and the pain of our friends ever calling us to enter in, and i have that not so subtle temptation these days to cover my ears and run full speed away...

but my prayer this morning, and each morning until the moment i get on that big silver bird is this... that God will keep my heart soft. and willing. as i continue to encounter God's Beloved in the streets, the brothels, and within the four walls of my own home.

i guess, all this to try and explain....i'm pretty darn excited to make a little trip to the ol usa.

next wednesday i'll be dining on plane food and making my way to the nearest burger king...or starbucks...or heck, maybe both!

and as a side note. darjeeling was good. and it was beautiful to drive through the mountains and tea fields. landscape for lovely introspection.

sarah and i had some little guys take residence in our stomaches for the duration of our trip, but nothing a little cipro can't kill. and although it rained most of the time, the weather was cold and sleep was heavenly. and really, with that, what more could a gal ask for.

darjeeling, the land of great tea...and all i drank was milk coffee....

anyways, can't wait to see you all in just 6 days...

peace.