Whispering

I've been asking my father alot lately for courage and stength. He is continuing to wisper to me about the courage my redeemer possesed, aqainted with my struggle,one that is unique to humans alone. Animals sure don't struggle and fret about things we do, they either have or they don't. He wispers so I am careful to thoughtfully listen. Think about whispering: we always strain to listen careful to process what we have herd so we get the message correctly.

Waiting

As the days go by I am getting so anxious to get to Africa. I almost can’t stand the wait most days. A feeling of urgency is growing and intensifying as my departure goal approaches. I am hopeful that I will still be able to meet my goal of August. I am eager to walk in the land, meet the community where I will be living, to see life on the streets, to dive into learning Arabic, I day-dream about meeting the women I will be befriending and getting to know, I am eager to meet the children who will laugh at me as I muddle through communication. Dreaming, Imaging, but mostly just waiting! AND Waiting and waiting . . .