It was an emotional departure as we were all in tears saying our good-bye's and not knowing when we would see each other again.
We made the return trip to the hotel that included walks through mud, dirt, stickers, grass and rocks. Ethan did it without complaining. He never said a word, until the last stop.
"Well dad, I guess I kind of know what it's like to not have shoes." he said. During the week, we saw many children walking barefoot.
Once we got back to the hotel, Ethan laid down onto the bed and began sobbing. I went over and gave him a hug and tried to console him.
"Ethan, what's bothering you? What's wrong?" I said.
After he gathered himself, he said, "Dad, why didn't we do more? Why didn't we bring him more shoes, more clothes, ... we could have done so much more."
We cried together. Then we talked about remembering this trip, remembering what God was doing in his heart right now, and how God wants to use that when he returns back home in Colorado.