A journal entry I wrote on July 5th, 2011:
These Africa moments I love..
- worshipping in the bedroom
- broken lightbulbs in the clinic with Sara and Nate
- sleeping on Alaina's shoulder the whole way home
- Summer's prayers
- dancing with babies during church
- everyone home from the clinic and being all together again
- car ride stories with the gnarley dudes
- 'Doctor Iddi'
- early morning (not-so-quiet) times with God
- Africa dirt in my mouth (and hair and face and just about everywhere else)
- Isaiah 41:10
Africa is hard, but good.. so good. The thought of going home makes me sad, but excited. I want to see my family and everyone back in Chicago. But the thought of leaving these precious children? It hurts my heart.
It's the little things here.. like jelly beans rationed out each day, having a 1-hour rest in the afternoon, soda (cold!) for lunch, and the cool weather that comes with the rain. It's peanut butter spread onto toast, Summer sharing her small package of powdered lemonade with me, hearing from home every Monday (my favorite day of the week), playing scrabble with Kasandra. I have never been more thankful for each moment, each little thing, and I have never had so much joy.
My favorite from that list: everyone home from the clinic and being all together again. What a good feeling that was.
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