A few blogs back I had written about how the Lord wanted me to see the faces of the girls I worked with in Bolivia.
All of us after we hiked up the mountain where it started to snow.
Well, He didn’t let me forget. Those faces are imprinted on my heart, and now looking back at the end of month four in Peru, I still sometimes see them. In the faces of strangers passing me on the street or just sitting in a restaurant. I see their faces everywhere, and it reminds me of them.
I hope they are okay, but I know they are. Because they are daughters of the King, and He is taking care of them.
Until the next adventure,
Teej
