All Done

All my "work" as a summer missionary is complete. We raked the cemetery this morning, and finished VBS Thursday night. It is of course bittersweet. I never anticipated that it would be so tough. After all, i've never been very gung-ho about teaching little kids. Saying bye to them is never fun. I get just enough time to get attached and then i leave. The hardest part is explaining to a kid that i'm not coming back. They say things like "see you tommorow" or "see you next week." What do i say to that? How do i explain to them that even though i've cared about them, listened to them, taught them, and been there for them all this week that i won't be there next week? I've caught myself many times saying "see ya later" only to be hit with the realization that i won't see them later. To see the look on their face makes me feel like i've violated their trust somehow. Like if i really cared about them i'd stay. When so many of them have had dads leave them, moms leave them, even both parents leaving them with some other relative, how does a three year old know the difference? And telling them that I'm going to go teach other kids never seems like a good enough reason.I hate it. But i trust that i'm doing what God has called me to do, and i trust that God knows what He's doing.