A Welcome Home

So having to go to the states for almost two weeks and coming back right away. I wondered where I would be mentally. The trip was not the smoothest but getting even as close as Port au Paix. I realized there was no place in the world I would rather be. The ride back was a long one on a sort of 4 wheeler and it was just nice to go slower than usual and see thing that you would usually miss. Like going by peoples houses and seeing what they are doing and just getting a quick glimpse into their lives. But when I got to the mission, I got a welcome home like no other. There is nothing like a welcome from screeming kids who are just so happy to see you that they are tripping over eachother to get close to the gate to see you. Oh my goodness, I cannot even describe my feelings about being back here, except I did not realize I much this place has become a part of me until I was gone. Love this place, love these kids. Love our God who knows exactly what we need and where to put us to serve Him!