Our last day in Texas. I honestly can’t believe it. We have been through so much, and I don’t know if I am ready for it all to come to an end. The early mornings, and the long, late nights have thoroughly exhausted me, sometimes to the point where I felt like breaking. But, through it all, the spirit of service which Christ has placed in my heart for these people has been just enough to keep my going for the past two weeks. I am going to miss my small hotel room, and all the wonderful girls which make it come alive. I’m even going to miss that strange trail mix that we all got to know so well. This trip has been such an adventure, and a huge blessing to us all.
This afternoon was such an amazing experience. As our “mission groups” were gathered together, we set off on an adventure to tour the broken down walls of the Alamo. The architecture was beautiful, and the landscaping was just as breathtaking. I had blast exploring the dusty ruins surrounded by great friends. After our walk through the Alamo, we crossed the busy street ahead of us and ventured down a tall staircase, which landed us under the street. We soon found ourselves at the River Walk. Let me tell you something, that place was incredible. The buildings were so intricate and grand, and the foliage which snaked around the river brought such a sense of life and beauty to the seen. As we walked through the winding street, we were surprised by a wonderful treat from Ben & Jerry’s. Many selfies were taken, and I’m sure they will remain in our phones and iPods for quite a long time. Our time spent together exploring the city as friends was a perfect way to end our journey here in San Antonio.
Although I am defiantly sad to be leaving this amazing city, I am very much looking forward to being back home. I have missed my family, and my warm bed, as well as the friends which I had to leave behind in California. As home leave is coming quicker each day, my excitement levels are continuing to rise. The sadness I feel about leaving this beautiful place is melting away as the testimonies about our journey continue to pour in. Whether it was someone who we were able to provide medical care to at the clinic, or just a stranger who was blessed by our music, I have had the amazing privilege of blessing literally thousands of people here in Texas. So, as I am packing my bags and cleaning up my hotel room for the final time, my heart is filled with a sense of joy and accomplishment. The evening is coming, and before I know it, I will be back on our bus. Homeward bound. But, I have to keep reminding my self that this is not over. Our mission is not finished, it has only just begun.
Tiffany Fisher, Sophomore