Saying goodbye to James

Well, it is official. The countdown has begun, and I leave Nigeria in six weeks. Yesterday I had to say goodbye to my little James, who is my favorite. He is two years old and has been coming for over a year now with his mom. Whenever he sees me he runs up to me with an eager look on his face, and raises his arms high so I will pick him up. I love when he does that! His mom Joy is a single mother and has it pretty hard. They are living in another state and only come every few months to pick up their ARV medicine. I know this goodbye is only the beginning of goodbyes for me these next weeks. The reality is, the life of a missionary is a life of goodbyes. This is always the hardest part for me. I pray that James grows to live a long life but more importantly that he grows to love Jesus!!! Goodbye James, sai mun hadu......