Pushing much lighter luggage than when we left, 'team Snell' made it to Toronto in 22 hours. We were exhausted physically and emotionally, the weeks before we left were wrought with tension waiting as tests were done to find out about my Dad's health.
Saying to good-bye to those we had just begun to know and love in Brazil was harder than I thought. Funny how leaving a place makes you look at your relationships a little more closely. As much as Brazil isn't 'home' yet for me, I realized as I was packing and hugging and wiping tears (both mine and of others) that roots were beginning to go deep.
|Lorrane and Faith|
One of our first friends, a twelve year old girl named 'Lorrane' (pronounced Lohanee) came into our house a few days before we left, saying she just found out we were leaving. She flung her arms around my waist and squeezed hard as tears streamed down her face "I will miss you guys so much, you're so nice and I love you!" It was overwhelming to see her obvious grief at the thought of our absence there and it brought me to tears (not hard these days).
Since we've returned it has been an overwhelming sense of love and God's presence and provision. We have a complete peace about having pressed the 'pause' button on our work in Brazil and there has been nothing but confirmation since we arrived that we are exactly where God wants us right now. I'm so filled with opposing emotions most days. Joy, gratitude, grief and pain. It's truly an odd place to be in. We are trying to live moment by moment day by day, praying for God's grace in all of it.