As I'm trying to "get back to life" in Honduras, my husband has told me he has often asked me simple questions while we are driving, or sitting on the couch, and I'm staring off into space - "back in Haiti" he says. I do find that my mind wanders - I can't help it. Haiti had such a profound impact on me. But - our ministry ever calls - we have our medical clinic today in the village, and a team arrives on Saturday - so onward I go. So I am finding that getting back to the daily routine of things is helping - but I can't help but share my final words from Haiti:
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wow girl. I think that sums it up for me.
Oh my sweet friend, I cry as I write...partly because of the joy I know you brought to so many just by being you :) partly because of hearing in your voice what your words do not say about all your Father taught you while there, and partly just in mourning still for what has happened to so many- but yet also in hearing the hope that exists in Haiti through Jesus. I love you my friend...
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