Island of Healing

I'm writing this from the Narita International Airport in Japan. As I am making the long trek back to Saipan, I can't help but reflect upon the four previous trips made to my island home. In doing so, I have realized that this isn't the first time making the journey with a wounded heart. Upon realizing this, I couldn't hold back the tears. So much healing has taken place on this island in the past, and now, as my heart is again in need of healing, I find myself headed back. God knew I would need this retreat long before I knew it and is leading me back. It takes longer than a Christmas vacation for a heart to be healed, but I believe this is the time and place it will start!