(Too many kilometers to count)

Lamentations 1
v.7a …Jerusalem remembers all the treasures that were hers in days of old….

And I did too. We were away from home for almost two months, something we’d never done before. It was hard leaving Chris and Krystle and screamy little Calvin in Spain. It was uncertain how we would get home and how much trouble that would be. It’s always a little hard getting back into the routine of regular life, but that is where we have treasures in the midst of the mundane that we might forget to appreciate. We missed our family, our friends, our church, our garden and home, our projects and regular responsibilities. And our sweet little cat–would he even remember us? Then there were the treasures of the Camino. It wasn’t a “fun” trip but it was valuable. The Camino was interesting, it was challenging, it was invigorating, it was instructive, parts of it were quite satisfying, but it wasn’t “fun” in the “let’s-take-a-vacation” manner. It was full of treasures. I see them when we talk about our adventure, when I look at our pictures, when I think of the people we met and the beauty we saw. I think treasures will become clearer as we process the whole pilgrimage. Thank you, Lord, for all the treasures you give us in this life. Help us to value them and use them well, for your glory.

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We packed up one more time, hiked to the bus station, rode to the airport and got our flight to the south of Spain. Keep reading