Yesterday morning, Pastor Adam came and prayed with us before we left. We’re making our trip north for spring; this is the first year I’ve been sad to leave Arizona. In past years, I have been working at Block Advisors, and by now, I would be a nervous wreck with tics and heavy sighs. This winter, I felt like I found my calling, and, as much as I enjoy my job at the Noble House, I don’t feel as fulfilled in Wisconsin as I have this winter.
Continue readingI went to church this morning and asked for prayer for Mark’s last day on the road. All afternoon, Tucson seemed kind of antsy, like she knew he was supposed to be arriving today. Both of us were listening every time we heard a motorcycle. Finally, this evening after 5:30 we were outside waiting for what we knew had to come at any time, and we were rewarded with the sound of a motorcycle turning into the church parking lot. When Mark rounded the corner of the church, I squealed and skipped over to him with my arms open wide! Tucson ran to him too, but I beat her there!
Continue readingToday’s story is about height. Our ears plugged and unplugged as we ascended and descended, but it was sure pretty!
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