One of the most difficult parts of missions is “goodbye.” One famous quote puts it this way: “Missions is a lifetime of goodbyes.” But knowing and experiencing are two different things. I knew it would be hard, but knowledge doesn’t take the sting off the experience.
A few Sundays ago, I had to say goodbye to two of my closest friends in Taiwan. Pair that with many other goodbyes all crammed into the last few weeks, and you have what I would call a “difficult day.” I will miss the brotherhood, the companionship, and the great conversations we had. I know that I may see them on another visit to Taiwan, but even then, it’s temporary, and goodbye will soon be a companion on the road again. That's why goodbyes always lift my eyes heavenward. My heart longs for the Kingdom.
In the Kingdom, “goodbye” will be a foreign word and a distant memory, lost in the fog of time and joy. I long for that day. Our hearts will never again know the sting of loss. The fellowship will be richer, conversations deeper, and we will worship together for all eternity.
But for now I say, “Goodbye, and I’ll miss you,” to the friends I have made. For now, goodbye walks with me on my journey. Yet the sting of sorrow is but a subtle reminder: this is not the end. This is not the final goodbye, but a see you later. Whether that be in this world or the Kingdom. Goodbyes are sad, but let them lift our eyes and lead our hearts heavenward.