Tonight I leave my family and friends to go back to mmmBELLYmay land.
I am heartbroken.
Yeah, I know Jesus said "All who have given up home or brothers and sisters or father and mother
or children or land for me will be given a hundred times as much."
Not really consoling me right now. I know it should, but it isn't.
It reminds me of my reaction to the end of this story where the guy who lost all his kids had more to replace them. I was like, "Fine, replace the cattle, replace the sheep, replace all the stuff, but you just can't replace the kids. It's not the same."
Leaving is hard.