Looking at our world today—I can’t imagine how God’s kingdom can be built out of this mess, this chaos. But, when I think of what God and faithful people have done and are continuing to do in Punta Delgadito—maybe anything’s possible…
Who among us hasn’t asked the question, “How did I get here?” THIS is how it happens – in increments so small we barely notice.
It’s comforting for me to know that my mother’s voice is stored in my brain down deep somewhere. I know it has to be, because it comes out of my mouth so often!
We had places to go, people to see!! We were on a schedule and didn’t have time to sit and savor–we wanted to get it and GO!!