Well, I am home. I didn't die in some flaming fireball of an airplane crash.
I am glad the gathering is over. But I am also glad that I have gone. In some ways, I think I may have gotten more out of the trip than the kids did. (Although this is a bit presumptuous.) I did get a lot out of it. I am sure I will be processing this for some time to come.
Now I am off to the process of ending my ministry where I am and looking to what is going to happen.