Today was our last day at Mullartown. We got the place all cleaned up, vacuumed, and waxed. We deleted all our stuff from the Widman's computer and put their furniture back in the right places. And we cried a little bit...in our hearts anyway.
Yesterday we sang in the evening service at the Annalong Presbyterian. It was really a fun time and I don't think anyone was offended that we decided to just wear jeans. I hope not anyway. So I guess we just had our audience wrong; our niche is old people in ties and uncomfortable shoes. :) We also had some good times saying goodbye to our friends. We've made some good ones--as much as one can in three months of not being around much, anyway.
So tomorrow we turn our eyes to Dublin and then Cork, then we set our faces like flint towards Shannon, Boston, Chicago, and Muncie at last. We'll try to post again before we leave, but no promises. After we get home, though, we'll keep posting our thoughts and reactions. We have a lot to pray through. Thank you so much to all those who supported us financially or by praying for us.
Mark
N.Irish phrase of the day: "Safe home." = "Have a safe trip home." We've been hearing this a lot lately. So sad.
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come home. come home.
-matthew
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