The sound of my children's feet running down the halls are such sweet music to my ears. I am blessed beyond words at the Lord's goodness and grace upon my life. He continues to stretch and form me into his image just like my children form their lump of formless playdough into a precious shape in their tiny hands. Hopefully you will hear through this blog the melody of our hearts, the pitter patter of our feet, and witness the life-changing hand of the Father in our everyday lives.
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Seeing those pictures makes me miss your country. If you would, please give the others on your team and also Mary my love! lifting you all up!
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