Well for the record, I'm back home in Texas.
It's so weird to think that less than 48 hours ago I was in Jos, Nigeria.
We arrived in Dallas yesterday at 2:30 p.m. and while jet lag doesn't seem to have kicked in to bad (yet) the world lag has.
It's easy to feel overwhelmed by all the things I need to remember to do in the next couple days to get caught back up.
Today when I came to work I found out that only moments before a friend and co-worker was injured on our press here at the paper.
Pray for him. His hair was caught in the press and as I understand it, some of his hair and scalped were ripped off. Apparently the injuries were not life threatening but he was taken by air ambulance to a hospital in Dallas.
I remember thinking moments before I left home this morning that it was odd to hear ambulances and firetrucks again, little did I know they were rushing to our office.
So it's back to the daily grind and trying to find meaning in it all.
It was funny that on the plane back I watched The Devil Wears Prada and Click. In both movies people are searching for meaning in the daily grind. Is success all that it's cracked up to be?
I think Solomon tells us otherwise, "Vanity of vanities, all is vanity."
Remember your Creator
in the days of your youth,
before the days of trouble come
and the years approach when you will say,
"I find no pleasure in them"-
before the sun and the light
and the moon and the stars grow dark,
and the clouds return after the rain;
when the keepers of the house tremble,
and the strong men stoop,
when the grinders cease because they are few,
and those looking through the windows grow dim;
when the doors to the street are closed
and the sound of grinding fades;
when men rise up at the sound of birds,
but all their songs grow faint;
when men are afraid of heights
and of dangers in the streets;
when the almond tree blossoms
and the grasshopper drags himself along
and desire no longer is stirred.
Then man goes to his eternal home
and mourners go about the streets.
Remember him—before the silver cord is severed,
or the golden bowl is broken;
before the pitcher is shattered at the spring,
or the wheel broken at the well,
and the dust returns to the ground it came from,
and the spirit returns to God who gave it.
"Meaningless! Meaningless!" says the Teacher.
"Everything is meaningless!"
Now all has been heard;
here is the conclusion of the matter:
Fear God and keep his commandments,
for this is the whole duty of man.
For God will bring every deed into judgment,
including every hidden thing,
whether it is good or evil.
Pray for peace and God's will in Nigeria. Pray that Christians will continue to be bold and affect those around us.
And pray for our group. Pray that we will continue to be bold about our faith in Texas as we were in Nigeria.
God bless and thank you again for all your support.
Just an FYI: I plan to post pictures as soon as I can sit down and sort through them and I plan to keep my Nigeria blog active with information regarding our trip next year as well.