- Jul 22, 2019
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Retelling this has been on my heart lately. Hope it works in Praise Reports.
I was stationed in Germany once and sent on a temporary duty assignment to Rota, Spain for a few weeks. It was a beautiful TDY but I felt so alone without my Germany friends. One time my shifts would not allow me to attend any chapel service but the Gospel service. I almost didn't go because all I knew were Protestant services. But I really wanted to go, so I did.
I was so warmly greeted I didn't know how to react. A sweet young lady hugged me before service and told me my hair smelled nice. I had not been back to the states to see family in a year. That hug was the only physical contact outside handshakes I had that year. I had warm fuzzies and felt like a million dollars the rest of the day. I would later learn physical touch and kind words were my primary love languages.
I told a pastor in Okinawa this once long after I was married. There were lots of single airman in that church. After hearing my story, he made it a point to tell people during the greeting time to "shake a hand or hug a neck."
Bless the huggers!
And those who don't get hugs during this time of social distancing!
I was stationed in Germany once and sent on a temporary duty assignment to Rota, Spain for a few weeks. It was a beautiful TDY but I felt so alone without my Germany friends. One time my shifts would not allow me to attend any chapel service but the Gospel service. I almost didn't go because all I knew were Protestant services. But I really wanted to go, so I did.
I was so warmly greeted I didn't know how to react. A sweet young lady hugged me before service and told me my hair smelled nice. I had not been back to the states to see family in a year. That hug was the only physical contact outside handshakes I had that year. I had warm fuzzies and felt like a million dollars the rest of the day. I would later learn physical touch and kind words were my primary love languages.
I told a pastor in Okinawa this once long after I was married. There were lots of single airman in that church. After hearing my story, he made it a point to tell people during the greeting time to "shake a hand or hug a neck."
Bless the huggers!
And those who don't get hugs during this time of social distancing!
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