Buzz. Beep. Buzz. Beep. 3:20 A.M.
This marks the beginning of the long trek back up to Fountainview. 20.5 hours to be exact. Though the bus ride is dreaded, I think everyone agrees—it was worth it. Memories of the ten-day journey will always be brimming with delectable food, endless bus rides, lots and lots of volleyball, somewhat haphazard music performances, and class bonding. Our first Sabbath on the trip closed with worship emphasizing the importance of good friends. You always have an influence on those around you—good or bad, never neutral. I scanned the room; grateful for the friendships of my classmates and regretting the times I had taken them for granted. Serving alongside my class only deepened the appreciation I had for them. The health expo held in San Francisco had outstanding outcomes. While the patients were being cared for, we switched off with Weimar Academy and played background music. As one patient was receiving a lifestyle assessment, she remarked, “This is the weirdest thing. I’ve never had live music playing while I got health treatment. But I like it; the familiar hymns remind me of my childhood.” Another patient, crying, told us: “I could feel the Holy Spirit through the love you have shown me and the way I was cared for so gently.” That was the purpose of our trip: to “use [our gifts] to serve one another, as good stewards of God’s varied grace” (1 Peter 4:10).