I have struggled to know what it means to "be home"...even in California I struggled. Is the Cinnabar house my home? Is the Rhorer House in Indiana my home? And now for the first time, I struggle in Bangkok. I feel at home here. I still wish I knew how to read and write and grapple with my own small vocabulary, but time with family is sweet and relationships with ministry partners is easy and refreshing to my soul. I'm blessed to make my "home" wherever the Lord leads me.
Here's my team at orientation doing musical chairs.
and of course, the Human Knot.
Dream team...being silly. Trek directors are the bomb.
I arrived to Klong Toei and to my surprise, Baan Chivit Mai got a Paint Job. yes, it's bright!
:)
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WHOA! They really did go green!