June 19th I landed in Amman, Jordan. My friend, Colleen, was their to greet me. That evening we picked up 5 other friends at the airport. Granted we were waiting for them at the wrong terminal, but hey..Welcome to the Middle East. :) After many delays and long hours of flying, we were all together. They actually looked quite good. Especially to me. Since I'm not going to Texas this summer, I joined some of Texas in Jordan.
We spent 8 days together. During that time we laughed, cried, shared, taught, and experienced the Lord working in so many ways. We started in Amman. Visited a couple of churches to encourage ladies there, then traveled from the south in Aqaba(where we toured Petra, amazing!). Later we traveled north to Husn passing by the mountain where Jacob wrestled and coming very near to the Sea of Galilee. The whole trip felt surreal. The History, the beauty, the churches all over the place..and being with such great friends, all blessed me so deeply. I can't wait to take Mike and the kids to see it as well. And to visit my new Jordanian friends.
Jordan is much like here. But oh, it was sooo much cooler. I wanted to bottle up the weather and bring it back with me. It felt like Colorado. Sigh. The Jordanians were talking of the heat. But it didn't feel that way to me.
The 8 days flew by. I tried to stop the clock from ticking. But, alas, it was over before I knew it. Colleen and I waved our team, Margaret, Sheryl, Sheila, Marguerite and Kelly goodbye last Sunday. Then she walked me to my flight. A quick movie and I was home. I think I had made dinner, slept, finished my laundry..and more, before my sweet buddies made it home. Oh well. That's life. :)
Colleen has promised to come visit soon. She is jealous that we can get Blue Bell ice cream here. Can't wait for her to come.
So now, we are going to get ready to celebrate the 4th of July at the beach tomorrow. Sure am missing Mr. Pearce's homemade ice cream. But maybe we will dish up some Blue Bell and pretend.
