I arrived back in Augusta last night around 11 PM. Strange stuff- to leave one continent on a Sunday night, spend half a day on a plane, then do a layover on another continent before spending another large portion of a day in another plane. Then you touch down on yet a 3rd continent. One emerges to a different world.
More to come later as an update on what happened. It was one of the more eventful mission experiences with many stories emerging each day. As I recuperate some, enjoy my own bed and my normal diet, I'll ponder what all this means and what doors may have opened for me and for others because of our time serving others.