11 months is
pretty close to a year… and a year is a long time.
I really hope giardia isn’t a part of this year. I’ve had a bad bout of the bug
before and Mexican food has never been the same since. 🙂
New cultures,
new foods, bright colors – yea, yum, yippee!
Nights of
homesickness and wishing my loved ones could share moments of discovery with
me.
Scents. This may sound funny – but I don’t have a sense of smell. I’ve often
joked that either I’m going to be working somewhere that it will be a blessing
that I don’t have a sense of smell OR that when I arrive to where I’m meant to
be … my sniffer will start working. Well, I hope that the smeller starts
working but just NOT at a dumpsite.:)
Dancing. JoY. Smiles. JuMping. Laughter. Giggles.
Tearing of
the heart.
Deep friendships. Family. Brothers and sisters in Christ serving and moving in
the Spirit.
Freedom.
Healing.
Stories of supernatural healing – hard hearts softened, physical restoration.
The stripping
away of what isn’t important.
Dependency on God and His supernatural ability to love – no matter what.
Tears.
Scripture = my bread.
Praise.
Delighted
souls despite circumstances.
Hard times.
Dull times. Hot times.
Surrender.
