I'm not sure if we went home or came home. It is the oddest feeling to have your heart in two places at once. And even more odd is the knowledge that this world is NOT OUR HOME! :) Maybe this is why the Lord lets me feel this way, so that I never truly feel "at home". Every time we go, it gets harder to come back. All the good-byes that bring tears. . .and yet I know that if we called that place home, I would cry every time I left here. I love all our friends and family here and all those that feel like family there. How bittersweet no matter what direction we are flying!
After all the emotions, we had a WONDERFUL trip. There were those who came that we already knew. There were those that came that we knew a little. There were those that came that we didn't really know. We enjoyed every minute with each one. How fun to renew old friendships and make new ones. The Lord was with us and protected us all. There is a new house on the hill in a small village in the middle of God's wonderful creation. We are praying that God is getting ALL the glory and that the people will see His love through the labors of those who strive to be His hands and feet here on earth.
Oh Praise Him!
week one week two
Tino - A happy new homeowner
we want to be the hands and feet of Jesus
how thankful we were for the villagers who were always ready to share
we enjoy having good neighbors
sweet togetherness and rest on the plane ride home
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