I'm back in America...but I'm not home. Yesterday I landed in Colorado. I am here for three weeks to take a class. I finally get to learn how to live as a missionary. After the first day of classes, I think it's going to be
Those are my words. Today a man was talking about the things that we'll cover while we're here. As he talked about what most people will experience as they move into a new culture, my eyes filled up with tears. He was describing what I have experienced this past year. I'm looking forward, but it also wears me out to anticipate all that we'll be going through in the next weeks. Please pray for me.