Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Normal

Coming back is nothing like going.  The first time you go to a place there is so much to see and learn with so much of it being well... "so" new.  Going back to a place is a different story. It feels like home or old hat to jump on different means of transportation, walk through street food markets, dodge cars, and even speak Arabic.
I have already gotten to see so many of my friends from here but still have a lot more with which to meet. The Father has been gracious to already give me some really good conversations with a few of the people I have known for over a year. This excites me and brings me to the Father's gates asking for more of such work.

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