Okay, I need some serious prayers from you faithful friends...I am growing weary of training. I still love my fellow roommates but getting up and going to class every day has become challenging. It's not the content, it's just the routine. I miss my house some days, I miss a back yard for the kids to play in and I miss my mattress. Silly I know but these are the hardest things to think of. Don't misunderstand me...I realize we have a lot more change in store. I'm not regretting being here or selling my house or anything. It's just in the tiresomeness (is that a word?) of everyday chores I long for the familiar. I am eager to be done here and on to Uganda. To set up a house again that is ours. It feels like we have been marching toward this move for a long time and I just need patience in the journey. I keep thinking of the Isrealites in the wilderness for 40 years. I can so relate to the longing for an end to the wandering. It is a bizarre feeling to be homeless. I realize we aren't homeless in the desperate sense but we are without an address to call OUR home. Weird. Anyway, this is sounding more and more like a pitiful rambling so I'll close with a plea for prayer. That God would refresh us for the last half of training and keep us motivated and excited. Thank you all for your diligent prayers and encouragement. Miss you! (But not as much as my mattress!)
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I will be praying away your blues. Love you.