I sometimes avoid going to church when I think I'm going to be emotional. I know it's supposed to be supportive and your church should be your family, but I just have a hard time with that. I'm worried that if peopel *really* knew what was going on, well, then I'd be labelled as "One of those people". Anyway, I went to church anyway, because I figured it was the week before I was going away and I was being very heartily supported by the people at church so I should put on a good face and go.
I didn't really expect to have tears running down my face out of gratitude and just feeling overwhelmingly embraced by a group that I feel like I know about 10% of. This is why...
I don't know why this gets me so hard. I have never known about a group of people who are just praying for me so that I stay safe, stay strong, stay courageous, and follow the path laid out for me while I'm abroad. I just feel like I'm walking around in a perpetual group hug. It's ridiculous. Those cards say Thank You to me, like I'm doing some one a favour. I think it's just crazy, because all I can say is Thank You to those who sent me the cards, supported my financially or with supplies, and all the other people who have wished me well.