Reflections during sometime in between time zones somewhere over the Pacific Ocean...

I've been taken in so many times. Every time I've come out to the West Coast, or traveled anywhere else for that matter, I've been invited in to my friends' homes. The nights I spent in hotels were completely voluntary, if I even got a chance to! Of course, their circumstances allowed but the giving attitude I've witnessed from my spiritual family and friends is so overwhelming. The warmth I've basked in over dinner tables and good nights' sleeps fill my heart with gratitude.
This time was no different. I couldn't have experienced all that I did without you. (You know who you are.) I'll remember the good eats, the chats and exciting moments I've had the privilege of being a part of. Loved, loved loved being invited into your lives, the impromptu meetups, purposeful days out in the ministry and just making time for me! I cant count how many times I've heard "It's up to you. What do you want to do?" I've had the pleasure of extending such hospitality to some, too, back home but still, this was neither expected or warranted! I've learned it really pays to give. It's been my experience that there is so much happiness in giving (Acts 20:35) Or else, I would feel more indebted to some! I look forward to getting a chance to forward the love and hospitality to the rest of my friends. Until then, I'll continue to pay it forward in the meantime.