It is no longer I who live, but it is Christ who lives in me. This life that I live now, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave his life for me. Thursday, July 30, 2015. As my precious Nannie nears the end of her life here with us. Oh these hands are tired. Oh this heart is tired. Oh this soul is tired. Are the same hands that once held me as a baby,. And washed my hair with one hand.

Everyone is home-Now what? July 10, 2015. And wore the tshirt,. We ate the food and experienced the culture. And oh how we shed the tears! Do we come back home and live life like normal? Do we forget the faces that stared into our eyes and looked with longing for someone to love them? Returning home is HARD. How can I say that when we live in the land of plenty? We have most anything we could ever want at our fingertips and yet we want more. I thought, God,.