home...

So I'm at home, I'm pretty happy about that! If you've ever seen me hyper and excited before, you should have seen me on Saturday morning as we drove through the Botswana border, I felt like a girl of only 4 or 5 once again, who gets excited and full of glee over the smallest of things. It was different this time, it was a trip well timed, a trip much desired and trip so freely given.

As I flew over Jo-burg I was struck at how peaceful and calm the night lights looked, how from the outside, just at a glance things looked so serene and tranquil. Yet I knew better, I knew that being a Friday night there was much chaos, much laughter, along with that laughter however was much sadness, much hurt, much confusion and brokenness. There was much missing, much taken. Within the rays of the bright lights there were many a hurting, aching people. The serenity may have been alive and well in some but for the majority there was no source of such peace, such freedom...

I was comforted this morning by David's writings "The earth is the Lord's, and EVERYTHING in it, the world, and ALL who live in it..." Ps. 24: 1...

It is good to be home...I love my family...