The place we stayed for the week-long getaway was a lovely Christian ministry center tucked away among the trees and mountains. It was very peaceful.
Here's the room where we stayed:
And the yard just outside the back door:.jpg)
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Sixteen families were there, having returned from countries all over the world. We were divided into two groups for the sessions. Here's a photo of our group:
These fine people served as missionaries in Haiti, Costa Rica, Thailand, Japan, Malawi (look it up), and Belgium.This wonderful couple, Bob and Linda, facilitated our group. They spent time in Haiti and Africa and raised two daughters on the field. They shared from their hearts, which spoke to ours.
Simply listening to the others' stories and experiences helped us more than we expected. There was a mutual understanding and appreciation of the missionary life style that encouraged us.
We worked together on most assignments but occasionally divided up then came together to compare ideas. Many revelations resulted from our brainstorming sessions. This was my personal favorite: The missionary leaves his homeland as a person yellow in color. He goes to another country that is blue in color. After living as a yellow person in a blue culture, he is forever more green. Therefore, he never again fits entirely into either culture, but instead somewehere in between. It's been observed that children of missionaries feel most at home on the plane between the two countries. .jpg)
We ate three wonderful meals a day and milled around the foyer during breaks, where we got to know many other missionaries more intimately. +(small+file).jpg)
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The kids had classes and activities all week. They couldn't have had better teachers. Jonah developed a love for drawing and Andy just asked me this morning if he could go back to his class. They even took a field trip to Whit's End at Focus on the Family.
They had a great time hanging out with other missionary kids (MKs) from places like Siberia and Thailand..jpg)
John and I even got to sneak off to the Garden of the Gods without children..jpg)
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The whole group came together during our last evening to share talents and stories from the field. I learned that every missionary - and I do mean every - has a funny bathroom story. .jpg)
There. Now you know about as much as I do..jpg)
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Do you think we over-improved for the neighborhood?
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You can see that our wonderful neighbors, Tony and David, set up the tents and tables. They even hooked up some fans to combat the sweltering heat we faced last weekend. The grill is theirs too. You may also notice that we didn't mow our lawn, roll up our hose, or even pick up the kids' toys from yesterday. They were gracious enough to work around our mess.
Again people brought goodies and, for a while, we thought we had more food than would be humanly possible for our group to consume.
At about 7:00pm, after much socializing and even more grazing, we realized we were wrong.
We had some new faces. One lady has been in poor health for 15 months and hasn't been out of her house much. We were thrilled that she spent the entire day with us. She told John how much she appreciated his sermon and said it was the best day she's had in a long time. Comments like that make us want to do this every weekend.
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Oh, my! It looks like he got more than a little rough. I hope they will still be our friends..jpg)
Then they settled in for a movie and some rest time..jpg)