April 21st, 2013
On Sundays, all around the world, in all countries, in all
languages, there are mothers arguing with their children about what to wear to
church. Amen? At least it seems that way to me. After a small battle about clothes/appropriateness/flip
flops, we were on our way to Umhlanga, looking for The Rock Christian Church.
What a wave of refreshing grace, being a part of a large group, singing praise
on a Sunday morning. Like water when you don’t know how thirsty you are. I was
so thankful to be in that environment, soaking it in. One of the hardest parts
of this journey is being cut off from my people. I know with grateful certainty
that we are being held up in prayer by hundreds of people, some of whom I don’t
even know. But it is really hard to not have casual conversation with other
adults on a regular basis, let alone receive good, solid advice from other
believers.
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