You can never go home again...

Transition home from Costa Rica is always hard...no matter how good you have it when you come back. I realize that the quote "you can never go home again" makes sense; not because it's impossible, but because the person you are isn't necessarily the same person you were.

I love going to Costa Rica because it centers me...it reminds me of what is really important, that time is valuable, and that if I'm going to make any difference in this world for God, I have to commit to it, every day...no matter where I am.

It also reminds me that Walmart is not the way we were supposed to live.

jelly shoes

Any girl my age should remember the fashion era of the "jelly shoe". I remember a pair of green jelly shoes that I wore all the time when I was 9 or 10. Well, evidently they're back in style here in Costa Rica. I've seen them on numerous girls the past few days, and it's brought back some warm memories. 

Things in Costa Rica are never without "interesting" stories. Today I changed my flight. After all the joking that "Kathleen can't go to Costa Rica and not stay longer"...I changed my flight to stay one more week here. Nate Smith (a CBC intern here) has been suffering in many ways - one involving surgery, two involving allergic reactions to an unknown source. Today he was admitted to the hospital after numerous visits to the ER. And so, as he was "scheduled" to take over my responsibilities here at Pura Vida (www.pvmonline.org) things have to change...after all, the big word for missions is the "F" word...flexibility.

God is faithful. I knew I needed to change my ticket when Nate started to show signs of trouble...and I sent out a request for prayer, and received three offers of financial support for changing my ticket. And so, God provided the funds. I think one of the reasons I'm so in love with Costa Rica is because I SEE God do things here. Why? That's another blog post....