I can't sum up the two weeks of conference with any hope of doing them justice. So I'll just say that we are deeply grateful for the stateside staff who organized, the donors who sent us to a place of sun and beauty and clean tiled floors and sparkling water, and most of all to Joanna and Karen who did not listen to me when I said we would do all our closure in Africa during the Sudan Team (aka former Bundi team)'s visit, and instead surprised us with a slide show of old pictures one evening in front of EVERYONE. I am still processing just what that meant, the sweet honoring respect showered upon us when we merely held on to God for 17 years just like everyone else has and is doing.
The highlights for us mostly came in unplanned moments, conversations on the sidelines, over breakfast or late at night, slipping away to a seafood restaurant or hiking a hillside above the beach. WHM is nothing more than the people who have thrown in their lot together, as is the church, so it is no surprise that the wealth of our heritage is most apparent in the depth of the unique individuals who come. There are many people whose value we missed, but have to trust that God allowed us to hear His voice reflected through the people we did connect with, and save the rest for next time.
Greece was full of grace. Grace was preached and celebrated, grace was experienced as we feasted physically and spiritually. And we pray that grace will now be poured out of our lives to bless others.