i don’t know how it’s humanly possible to be so in love with a country, culture and people.
I am constantly amazed at the time I get to spend with “my people”, as I call them, every day in Korah.
I’ve even added a few to the roster - and as I was loving on one of 'em today I was just thinking “how is this even possible i’ve fallen in love so quickly?”
they capture your heart and soul.
I love them so much it literally hurts.
I know that I’m not close to leaving, but I’ve shed some tears the past two days in Korah even thinking about it.
I’m going to head home with a new love language on the top of my list (which will make my husband very happy!): physical touch.
normally my top is words of affirmation, but my sweet amharic speaking children can’t really affirm me in english so I’m accepting the language they speak: touch!
my days are spent holding lots of little hands and I wouldn't trade it.
watch out midland....
yesterday I went to the trash dump again (different side than last year) and it was a totally different expierece. It was hard, sad, smelly (and it rained!) but this time instead of being really sad I was really joyful that my boys don’t live there anymore. Eyob lived at the trash dump for SEVEN years (he turns 17 in 2 weeks) He’s a different kid today. His life is still full of challenges, but he’s a happy loving joyful smart young man! I love that boy like he’s my own flesh and blood and this momma bear wants to see him succeed in life! Will you be praying with me for Eyob & what God has in store for his future?
I just can’t contain the love I have.
my cup runneth over....