So a couple weeks ago, I had the joy of hosting some CTI friends.


And although I miss them all, it got me thinking of an experience that I had coming back from Taiwan.

I remember the customs agent looking over my passport and saying these words. “Welcome home Mr. Lee.” I had just spent the longest period of time away from the states (that I can distinctly remember) and it was one of the hardest experiences as well. And with those 4 words, I felt at ease. And it wasn't because I had all of these luxuries again. Or not having to deal with a language barrier. Or having ice cream truck music actually come from ice cream trucks, not garbage trucks. Or cold water at restaurants. Etc. You get the point. No, I was more at ease because I knew that there were people back home that were thinking of me. Cheering me on. Who were praying for me during each circumstance I was going through.

In that same way, I think that's something to be looking forward to... after we have all passed and gone on, I hope to hear those comforting words. "Welcome Home!"

Just some random thoughts.

Hope you are doing fantastic!