My time here is coming to an end. Today marked the beginning of my last 30 days here. I have 24 days left in Asia. Chewie and I have started saying good-bye to our friends here. It is amazing how many people one can meet in 9 months and how deep one can get with those people.
This Saturday we are saying good-bye to Walker. He is known as Walker because he enjoys walking. He is even known by this name in his hometown.
On Sunday, we will be saying bye to Bin. Bin said yes when we shared with him, but has been hamstrung by the fact that he wants to be in the military, which means joining his nation’s political party.
Next week sometime, we will say good-bye to Chen. Chen is my closest Asian friend. When we shared with him, he also said yes. He is still saying yes. I am hoping he will be able to be plugged into a party next semester. We tried to get it to work this semester but it just didn’t work out. I am excited to hear what becomes of him.
There are other people but this kind of gives you a range of the people I am leaving. Some of these good-byes are easy, such as Chen and Walker’s. With Chen, I am positive I will see him at home. With Walker, it is his first year of colleg. He has time. But other good-byes like Bin’s hurt a lot, because as far as I know I will never see Bin again. He heard the story and decided that something was still more important. I want to see Bin again. What about you. Do you have someone in your life that you care about that isn’t in the family? Tell them the Story of Love, share with them. What’s the worst that could happen?