Counting Miracles
Over Christmas break, Nate went a missions trip with our church to help build a hospital in Mango, Togo, West Africa. While he was there, God was working on my heart here. Before he left, I had no desire to even see Africa. Italy, yes. France, for sure! Africa, no. In fact, for years I have wanted to do overseas missions with our family but my prayer has always been the same: "Please God, not Africa or India. The world is a big place. Just not there. Amen." Long story short: we're attempting to go to Africa. Once Nate got back, I knew....I just KNEW from the moment we picked him up at the airport that he had loved this trip, loved what he did there, loved the people and loved what God was doing. And that meant he wanted to go. And miraculously, by the time he got back, I was willing to go. Miracle #1: I'm willing. So this blog will be about counting miracles. We are excited, really and truly, to step out in faith and see what God is going to do with us. And