Today was the first day of Women's Bible Study and I worked the registration table with a woman who used to be my table leader about 3 years ago. I've seen her around church and occasionally would see a post or two online. When there was a lull in the flow of excited women checking to see if we received their registration, there it came....BOOM! I call these moments landmines. She asked me "how my son was doing." That moment was as if time froze for a second and I could hear my heart beat, like it does in the movies at a dramatic moment. I was so hurt, shocked and confused in a matter of 2 seconds flat. I think I felt more horrible for her asking that question then she did herself. The last thing I wanted to do was for her to feel uncomfortable or embarrassed, so I said what sounded like slow motion talking, "he passed away last year." She apologized but continued the awkward conversation by asking how. I mustered up everything I had inside to answer her and told her, but when it came out, it sounded way too bubbly. To me. Thank goodness more women walked up to check-in so the conversation quickly came to a halt.
I'm back! I just spent 10 days in Chile on a life changing connections trip with my church. I don't even know where to start, there is so much goodness and God moved in such mighty ways with the people of Valpraiso. We took a red eye flight that landed in Santiago in the morning and we hit the ground running as far as work went. There is a coastal town about 3 hours north of us that was devastated by fire and wiped out many homes. Our purpose for the first half of the trip was to love on 2 families and help them rebuild while building relationships with the locals. I wasn't sure what to expect at the job site, I actually thought it was a staging area when we arrived or maybe temporary housing. This part of Valpraiso is very poor and the construction of homes is basically made up of plywood, corrugated tin roofs and styrofoam for insulation. Way different than in the US.