My last evening was spent with the teachers as we celebrated our successes over a dinner. The teachers treated us to a wonderful buffet. I didn't ask about some of the food, but I honestly enjoyed most of it.
On the bus ride on the way home from the restaurant, I was engaged in a conversation with one of the teachers about the religion, or lack thereof, in China. She admitted that it was not a good thing that people don't believe because it was, in her opinion, necessary to believe in something outside of yourself. She asked me if I believe in anything. I was able to tell her that there are many choices and I chose to believe and follow Jesus Christ and follow the instructions of the Scriptures. She wasn't sure about the matter of "choice" because she felt that the higher power would come to her. I guess, in essence, she IS correct. God does come to us, but we still must choose to follow him. That was as far as our conversation could go. I only hope that this planted a seed of thought within her mind and that somneone else will come along and water those seeds.
Travelling home was a very long day! I was VERY glad to be home. I was *this* close to kissing Canadian soil! Paris and Byron greeted me at the airport with hugs, kisses and flowers!! My luggage also followed me home without a hitch. I've never been so excited to see a Tim Hortons!! Mmmm...my first iced cap in 6 weeks.
I'm still overcoming jetlag, but I am very glad to be home. I will have one more blog to write as I try to summarize to you the lessons that I have learned.
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