Or sick. Or both as the case may be.
This summer is going fast, isn’t it? All the wheels keep spinning, and I’m just trying to catch my breath and keep up.
I’ll be in Kenya soon, and my kids will be here. I’m just not ready for that, but I’m also excited. The tension between the two is tough some days.
I’m tired. When infants have ear infections, sleep is hard to come by. Teething at the same time is just terrible. And, that’s where we’ve been for a week.
But, y’all…as much as I want to complain, I can’t. God is so good and faithful. I can’t tell you how kind he is, compassionate and caring. He sees our needs and meets them. He gives rest to the weary and hope to the hopeless.
And, that’s why I’m going to Kenya. Because maybe I can meet a woman who is weary and walk just a little way with her. Maybe I can share hope with a sister who needs some. And, we’ll both walk away refreshed.
Oh, and the coffee is amazing.
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