Maybe it's because I've been more connected through email and phone calls with people back home in July, or because I've been getting more mail, or spending time just reflecting on what's going on in the world, but I am realizing that life is moving forward...and I am not the same.
I am not the same.
I am not the same.
When I see pictures of my nieces and nephews at the beach, riding bikes, swimming, and just GROWING (!) I really miss them. But I know that I am away at such a time as this for some higher purpose. I ache a little bit, but I rest. I rest. Rest. The ache leads me into the arms of Him who loves me and I begin to see. I don't know quite what I see, but I see light. Goodness wrapped up in light. While the Lord is revealing His Goodness to me here in Kalacha, I'm believing He's showing my family back home, too.
I don't need to be there to know He's working there.
I know He is.
Keep at it, Lord!!! :)
