You know when you have a moment...when something just hits you? It wasn't until midway in our trip that it really hit me that I was in America. We were driving my dad's huge Red Dodge Ram on the Freeway (that alone was surreal). It was so early the sun was just rising (that doesn't happen often) and there were people driving big trucks everywhere I looked. I had to take a picture just to capture the moment. : )
That moment came faster this time...We knew we were back home in Macedonia when we were driving jet-lagged to church this morning for the Easter service on the two lane road in our slightly smaller Roomster and 6 people cut us off. : )
We loved being back and the conference went well. We have three strong possibilities for partnership with churches in the near future.
We were able to see Jeff's grandparents and that was such a miracle. The doctors said last August that his grandmother only had weeks to live. We praise Him for giving us a chance to say goodbye.
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Only cut off by 6 cars. That's pretty good. Yes, Macedonia, the best place in the world to learn defensive driving. So happy ya'll are back. :0)
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