my friend bethany just returned from Africa last week. yesterday she made me some tea that she had brought back and i heard some of her stories.
stories of airports and delayed flights
of eating the most common dish-dough made of flour and water
of beautiful people
amazing stories of God's grace
holding orphans
praying together in spite of culture, ethnicity, language
serving
crafts and VBS
showing children what stickers are for the first time
meeting her sponsored child
hearing more about the vision called mavuno village.
check it out here.
may we never be calloused.
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fickle?
nah..
i'd be more worried if you *weren't*...
breathe, forget, remember, consider, just keep the lines of communication open with God. :)
love you - you got flickr to work!! :)
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