Well I landed August 4th at about 4 pm. And well, it feels good to be home, but it's just really weird.
I honestly can't decide whether I feel at home, or feel like I just left home.
While driving some where the car I'm in doesn't almost get hit like 50 times. I took a shower using something other than a bucket and a cup. I wasn't woken up by a rooster or by people sweeping. I can't walk out my front door and see beautiful kids everywhere. I wont be riding a motorcycle anytime soon, which I'm sure makes my mother happy.
But I have gotten to spend time with my wonderful friends and family! I have loved getting to sit down and talk to my Mama, brothers, and some friends. I have missed so much!
Going to my wonderful church feels the most like home. I love sitting in my Sunday School class. I love being in Children's Church. I LOVE worship I can understand fully. [Not saying I didn't love worship in Nigeria, but I couldn't understand a good deal of it since it was in Igbo.]
To see more pictures you should check out my facebook. I have posted some there, not all by any means.
I also really wanted to say thank you to all of you. Your prayers this spring and this summer were appreciated more than you could know. Also knowing you guys read my blog means so much to me! I loved going to church and having so many people say something about reading my blog. It really meant so much knowing that while I was across the ocean so many people were checking on me. Your love and support means SOOOOOOOO MUCH. I can't even begin to tell you.
But continue praying for A Place of Hope. The kids are still there. They are still growing and learning. There are still so many hurting people out there. And just I'm not there doesn't mean you should stop praying for them.
I really do love y'all dearly. I can't wait to see how God continues to change my life.
