(Stop asking me about the 4-day village trip and the horrible, roof-less structure wherein I had to bathe and… do other things. I have repressed that memory. I will write about it when my days are so boring that I have nothing else to write about. In other words, I’ll probably tell you in person when I get back to Canada . That way you can weep with me.)
This weekend involved a retreat put on by some women in California (and of course, some fantastically talented, energetic women right here in our city), and it was a lot of fun.
I honestly didn’t belong, as all of the women were either long-termers or planning to be long-termers. Plus, they are amazing, strong, amazing, caring, amazing, godly women – among whom I had no place. Seriously. They are so strong in the faith and so full of trust in God and in the call He has placed on their hearts and on their lives.
Whereas I use Adobe InDesign and know how to speak English.