Where does one begin when it comes to thinking about all the changes that have taken place in the last 24 hours or so? What a whirlwind of activity, miles, conversations, reflections, places, and memories!!
On Saturday morning we got up for a 7:00 a.m. breakfast. We also cleaned up, threw away the trash, swept the floor, removing the garbage bags of the used toilet paper we couldn't flush down the toilet, and packed all our stuff away. It was awesome to have ALL the suitcases out in the lobby one hour well in advance! That gave us time to unhurriedly say hello again to some of the children, to play in the courtyard, only to have to say goodbye again. But that was ok. Caballo, Caballo ("ka-bai-yo") is the cry of these children when they want "horse" rides! And Caballo rides they got - from a lineup of marching boys! Pretty soon there were giggles, laughter, and tears, as the bus pulled up, requiring us to pack up the bus, get everything on board before we finally said "good bye" and headed to the airport.
At the airport, we checked in our luggage, paid the departure tax ($3/person), and did some final shopping before going through security and then eating. Pizza Hut and McDonalds were popular places providing some welcomed relief to fried bananas, refried beans and other Latino fare, though we were pretty well fed. The new triple bacon burger at McDs brought much pleasure to the mouths of a few students! More power to them! :-)
We boarded, and 3 hours later we were in Atlanta, where we had a 4 hour layover. Being an international flight, we had to retrieve our luggage and then recheck it all after going through customs. At 9:30 p.m. Atlanta time we boarded our plane for a 10:00 departure, arriving at Midway at about 11:00 p.m. When our luggage finally was unloaded, Jon (and Phyllis) Huisman and Mike (and Sharon) Kalma were ready to load us all up and take us home. Thanks again to you both for driving out there to get us at such obscene hours!
We arrived at Covenant just after 1:00 a.m. and unloaded the trailer. Parents were there, hugs and squeals of "Welcome Home", loving embraces...welcome sights after a week away! Being weary from the week and especially the day's journey brought tears to some with the realization that this awesome week of Service was truly over. But what a good week it was.
A few random thoughts now that I (Pastor Rick) am home again:
First, things seem different. I chugged a bit of milk, relishing in the taste, yet thinking: i survived without it ok for the week. Since I have been home, I found myself having used my cell phone to alert our drivers we were back, but also then to check texts and email a few times. But that too I survived without for a week.
When I used the bathroom, I flushed toilet paper down the toilet - what a guilty pleasure, but a reminder of the blessings that we simply take for granted, such as good plumbing and clean running water that won't make us sick when we drink it. My eyes lingered a little long on the nice bathroom tiles and the sliding glass shower door, reminding me of the poverty in which the orphans and the missionaries live at Casa Bernabe, but also making me wonder how long it will take before my eyes don't linger much any more and I overlook the blessings as new and fresh any more.
Not long, I suspect. I just enjoyed a wonderful Easter meal with my family. Good food is once again readily available...in abundance. And we ate it together. One thing we talked about after church was how one of the little girls look at my daughter and my wife and caught on that they were together. Then she asked if I was her dad. Si, we replied. A mother AND a father. Together. What a blessing, one for which these little children could only hope and pray. Currently, Guatemala does not allow adoptions to outside countries, but that might be changed depending on an upcoming election. Pray with thanksgiving that Casa Bernabe gives they love and a safe and secure place in which to live and grow. But also pray that God might find families that will love and accept them.
So, we came, we served, we returned. Back to our lives and comfortable ways. But I think changed, in some ways that might be hard to express or verbalize. But hopefully the lessons of service week will have a long lasting impact on our lives in many ways, perhaps the most important being that we can serve the Lord and serve others at any time and in any place...we don't even have to go to Guatemala to do it. Yet this experience with the orphanage and the little children touched our hearts so much that our hearts could be changed and the lessons be more powerful in our lives: to live with gratitude, in dependence on God, to live in love and to go the distance: having a servant's heart for the rest of our lives.
In closing, we'll share a few more pictures. But we also want to share our Gratitude of you TO YOU: Parents, supporters, THANK YOU!!!! To our chaperones, to Mark and Karen Johnson for ably leading us, to the students for doing such wonderful work and serving from their hearts, to all those who have supported Covenant's Service Week and making a trip to Guatemala even possible: we could not have done this without your generosity and your belief that Service Week is a vital component of a well-rounded Christian education. THANK YOU for giving to the Lord....lives were changed because of you.





our group picture by the stairs



McKenzie - a beautiful woman of God and houseparent to the toddlers.

Uh oh, the bus is here....mixed feelings!
waiting to leave





McKenzie introducing and explaining each child's situation from the Toddler House
Unloading at the Airport
Waiting in line
Chicagoland from the airVideo of the marching Caballos (horses)
Little children on a broken trampoline!






































