It is 6am along the eastern coastlands of Papua New Guinea
and as I take in the peaceful ease of the dawn’s first light, I wonder: How peaceful it must have been on the first
morning when our Father called everything into being. It is no wonder that He looked and saw that
it was “good.”
We have been a week in training in the Madang area of Papua
New Guinea and thus far, no worries.
We have had some rather interesting hikes through the bush and some rather pleasant conversation with our fellow missionaries as we all become acculturated with our new surroundings. How wonderful it is to know that no matter where we are, our Father’s hands guides and strengthens us.
How I long for our Father to Return soon. I long for that moment when I can just hold
on to him and not let go and hear Him softly say to me, “It’s ok; it’s over
now. We will be together always.”
We have had some rather interesting hikes through the bush and some rather pleasant conversation with our fellow missionaries as we all become acculturated with our new surroundings. How wonderful it is to know that no matter where we are, our Father’s hands guides and strengthens us.
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