Here we are at the end of another 9 weeks of Basic Training. This will be the last batch of basic students that I'll be saying goodbye to, and I'm finding that rather sad. I'm thinking back to the days when they had first gotten here, and it felt like we would never really get to know them well. Many meals, much teasing, times of heartfelt sharing, deep conversations, and hours of wrestling in prayer together have passed since then, and now I feel like I've known some of them for nine years rather than nine days. As I say goodbye to these thirty or so students, the only thing that's gotten easier since the first semester is that this time I felt better prepared to see them all leave. I hate it when people leave, but I'm thrilled at the thought of watching them all sent out to love and pray for everyone around them. Praise the Lord, because once again He has done a mighty work in our midst.