I'm thankful for a husband that lets me go when I feel called to go. I'm thankful for those hot towelettes they give you on the plane when you feel every piece of dirt has landed on your face and hands. I'm thankful for planes landing safely. I'm thankful for scowling customs guards waving us through. I'm thankful for Ann and the cooks at the ENT house who made Michael and me feel at home over 7000 miles away from home. I'm thankful for patients filling the clinic. I'm thankful for joy at Joy Town. I'm thankful for being boring to a black mamba. I'm thankful for Facetime and for Lizzie and Joshua's faces. I'm thankful for hearing the hum rise in the ward as the patients prayed. I'm thankful for the saints in Kijabe, who do without so much, but have so much more than we do. I'm thankful for friends and family that prayed and gave.
Thank you for all your prayers, all your donations, and all your encouragment. May each of us continue to seek to do His bidding, to see what's important each day, to let peace rule, to remember we are just passing through, and to be thankful.
| View of Great Rift Valley from our room at ENT house |
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