We had the privilege of hosting a student from China during the Christmas break, and said goodbye to him yesterday afternoon as he moved on to spend the last few days of break with another family. The visit took me back to the days when our three sons were college age. He definitely lives in a different time zone. He was going to bed shortly before we got up each morning. We learned more about his country at dinner, and he was patient with our efforts to speak Chinese. We're learning the language for one of our beautiful grandsons, who is learning Chinese from his mom and other grandmother. We don't have many opportunties to practice here in Central Texas, so it was fun to try it out on Lan. I miss our conversations at dinner, and find myself thinking about this young man and how much his mother and father and grandparents must miss having him at home. Hopefully we'll get to see him again this spring, and perhaps meet some of the other Chinese students who are currently attending the university where I sometimes teach. What a blessing to get to know another child of God from the other side of the world. Shangdi bao you ni, Lan. Zai Jian!
Grace and Peace,