Not many children get to attend their parents' graduation. But this night was different. Mark and I graduated from The Spanish Language Institute in Costa Rica with our precious children in the audience, listening to the long speeches, and clapping politely when required.
First each missionary student walked into the chapel with the flag from their country of service.
Then Mark and I had the opportunity to give a speech in Spanish, representing our graduating class. It was exhilarating and the first time we've ever given a speech together.
Our teachers recognized our personal qualities and gifts, everyone prayed for us, and we said some more painful goodbyes.
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