Glory to His Name

Sleeping during a thunderstorm, waking up to sunshine. It was a good night.

I am home. And it is good.

I'm working on finding my place again...getting back into life here. I feel like most of my life is spent doing this.

But coming home tonight I was reminded, once again, of how blessed I am to be here. What an honor it is to spend time with each person God brings into my day. I'm learning to be more aware of each of them--the email from Magdych, the facebook message from America, the lady across the hall who walks out her door when I'm walking out mine, the taxi driver, the American family who's here adopting, the kids at the orphanage, the lady behind the counter in the minimarket, the old men playing chess downstairs, the youth from church who randomly knock on my door, the phone call from Michelle, the SMS from Dennis, the smile from the kids outside as I walk by...God may I constantly be reminded that you have a plan for each of these moments. May I spend every second, every breath, every word, every gesture with you so that I might fade into the background of all these encounters and You will be what is remembered. Help me to bring glory to Your Name.