Sitting with sacredness… that it was like sitting with the man who is on the right. I met him as he hopped on the MAF plane with us as we traveled from Kajjansi to Moyo. This wasn’t planned, but he happened to be in the area.
I am starting to think, dear sisters, God loves the unplanned…
the beauty in the unexpected. Continue reading
Well, our home has resumed to normal (at least until I leave for Uganda)… fighting, laughter, spontaneous dance parties, wrestling matches. It’s all back.
Life has definitely returned to what it was. Kids. Work. House. Dating. Juggling it all.
If I close my eyes I can still see India, but it’s starting to fade. We talk about it less and less and I miss it. Continue reading
I have the coolest story to tell you.
So, on our way home from India we had three flights and a seven hour lay over. Clearly not our finest 24 hours. By the last flight, Brooke and I were cranky and tired and just wanted to be horizontal. (Funny how your body craves that) Continue reading
There was no one left and I was tired.
Feeling emotionally drained yet so incredibly loved, I slowly walked back over to John’s office.
He saw me walk in, “Just one more, “ he said. Uh, really.
I mean, I loved this, but it is very emotional and I was drained and was feeling a little faint. I smiled and nodded my head, I mean how many chances do I have to do this?
Uh, like none. Continue reading