And the good-byes don’t get any easier.
This month was a new kind of love.
I saw compassion in it’s realest form.
Our host, and in fact, the entire village not only called us family,
but they treated us like one of their own.
We would all agree our time spent here was too short.
But thank God for Heaven!
To our missionary host: Jacques, May the fire within your heart never stop burning for the kingdom. May it sweep through the villages you reach with flames unextinguishable.
To our missionary host‘s wife: Julienne, May your grace and poise remain an anchor for the people of your village. May you be served with the same kindness and gentleness that overflows from within you.
To the children: infants to young adults. May your hearts continue to shine brighter than the sunshine through the haze of your country. May your strength always come from the Lord.
You will forever be in our hearts,
forever in our prayers!
XOXO
Tay
