Greece
Krystal Harrison on the World Missions Summit
January/12/09 14:08 Filed in: WMS
The Summit is over; I am recovering from the exhaustion of extreme extroversion for 3 days. I’ve been studying stress and realize that one of my red flags of exhaustion is the overwhelming desire for the Rapture to occur immediately (a recurring thought all last week).
It was a great conference, I only wish they had scheduled in bathroom breaks, or at least provided invisibility cloaks so that one could occasionally slip away to the WC. I think I had significant conversations every 5 steps. Great for the Kingdom. Not so great for my bladder.
I’m in the process of packing and saying goodbyes as my “holiday” in the States draws to a close and I prepare for my return to the riot-ridden city of Athens, Greece.
Goodbye dill pickles. Goodbye Cadbury Eggs. Goodbye Pop Tarts.
Goodbye High Fructose Corn Syrup.
Goodbye instant hot showers any time of day.
Goodbye wretched cell phone service (come on America, there is better service in the mountains of Albania than the suburbs of Chicago.)
Goodbye my fellow English-speaking patrons of the grocery store.
Goodbye gigantic portions of food.
Goodbye customer service with a smile.
Goodbye system of hospitals and doctors and emergency workers that I would trust with my life.
Goodbye greenish American currency and all your one-dollar bills.
Goodbye prosperous American churches on every corner.
Goodbye friends and family that I love so dearly.
Hello Greece, spiritually needy land that stole my heart.