So… it’s been a
while. I apologize. We are in Nigeria but I hardly said a
thing about Togo!!! Internet is
terrible… T.I.A. When we first
arrived we were staying at this run down hotel, no AC in one of the hottest
months in Africa. But I loved
it. I have found my happy
place. Thus far in my life I’ve
always wanted to live in a “cool” city.
I went from Texas to Chicago to New York. It was all about location and living in as many places I
could. I actually had a “plan” to
spend a year in one place and move.
I wanted to do this for at least 5 years. I’m learning life has nothing to do with location. It has nothing to do with all the cool
places I’ve lived. It’s the people
that surround me. I have no idea
what I am going to do after the race.
I don’t know what city I will be in, I don’t know what job I’ll
have. Honestly, all I care about
is who I am with. There were about
30 of us in this hotel. We had
basically taken the place over and it felt like our own apartment
building. Being constantly
surrounded by people who love you.
Eating together, sitting together, ministering with and to each
other. We share everything. Living with the knowledge and security
that any one of these people would give me their left arm if they had to. Secrets are hard to keep. Grace is a running theme. Seeing each other’s hearts the way God
sees us. When we see each other
the way God sees us, the futile really is futile. Love runs so much deeper.
