a dear friend Jane

We stopped for an overnight in Omaha on our way back home. My friend Jane of many years (and many languages, I'm so jealous) was stateside in Nebraska for only a two weeks. She is a fellow pilgrim in the middle east. And as God would so generously provide, she was home during the exact time that we would be traveling through her city. I talked through some things we had learned at MTI, drooled in the Apple store and tried to justify why we each needed a video ipod, and mostly just soaked up each other knowing the goodbye we say might be for many years.