We are home safely. Praise God!
Part of me has been looking forward to returning to Canada for a couple weeks now. Yes, I had a great time visiting Indonesia, and family in Europe on the way home. But at the same time I have a new appreciation for routine and personal space.
Just this last leg of the trip, Germany to Canada, required 18 hours of cars, trains, subways, and a plane trip (9 hours with a 19-month-old anyone?).
(It wouldn’t have been so long if we hadn’t got on the wrong train in Germany and went unknowingly in the wrong direction for 1/2 an hour.)
Even with our blunders, God was with us. We found our way back the way we had come (unexpected transfers and all), fought our way on and off trains over capacity due to Octoberfest, and caught our flight.
Now if I can just get over this jet-lag. 3am sure feels a lot like 9am.
Jason and Angie Bechtel Bringing Hope to Unreached People Groups 


