The many journeys of us Merediths with Cleft kids, fostering and adoption, the army, books and whatever else comes our way.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Only a week. But it will last me a lifetime. Or at least a year until we go back. When I close my eyes I see their faces and their smiles. I hear their questions about life and God and freedom. I see their hands raised in desperation to cry out for salvation and a bible. I take comfort that He says His word does not return void and that He calls ALL peoples unto Himself. I take joy in knowing that I WILL see some of them again, in this life and in the next.