Today we broke down our ant-infested tents, crammed all our Thai souvenirs into our already stuffed backpacks, and piled into a Sontal one last time.
As I sit here on a 22 hour bus ride, browsing through photos as the magnificent Thai mountains pass by my window, a deep sigh escapes my soul.
It's the kind of sigh your body lets out when collapsed on the couch after a long run- a sigh that is a mixture of sweet satisfaction and pleasant exhaustion.
This month has been filled to the brim with adventures tucked into every spare moment and a ministry schedule that required all that we had to give. And as I sit on this bus, reflecting on the month, I feel satisfied- not by my own efforts or 'job well done', but by God's.
He has been good to us this month, just like he promised.
