Two Weeks

I will be home in two weeks.

Hokey toots.

It hardly seems possible that six months has already gone by. It hardly seems real that I will be in Michigan in fourteen days.

I have so many thoughts and feelings about it. There is part of me that is ready to be home. I'm ready for family, friends, clean water, summer, mexican food... But in the same breath, I am not ready to leave at all. As much as Michigan is home, Lesotho is becoming that. I'm not ready to leave my babies and mommies. I'm not ready to leave the newly formed relationships, the sense of community, the joy and fulfillment found in each day.

If the Lord allows it, I'm coming back. And I think He will. I see so many opportunities here for ministry, so many areas where my heart just aches to be here and share truth! I know there are opportunities in the US as well, but my heart has taken root in the African soil and I really think God is going to do something beautiful here in Lesotho, and shoots! I wanna be a part of it!! I pray I can come back sooner than later. The hope of return makes saying goodbye a little easier, but not knowing when is difficult too.

I think I'm in denial, really. And I don't know if that will help or hurt me. I suppose only time can tell.

In the meantime, I cherish your prayers. Prayers for wisdom, trust, a smooth transition. Prayers for open doors, the funds to come back, and patience in the waiting. If I had it my way, I would be back within the next six months. But God may have a different plan, and I pray I may be content with whatever He decides. Thank you for the support shown, the notes written, the prayers sent up on my behalf. I am blessed to have such a beautiful cloud of witnesses! 

To God be the glory, forever and ever, amen!