Last afternoon at Brittaney's Home of grace.

After clinic we went back to our dorms and relaxed awhile. The children got out of school at 3 so we played with em until we were hot, sweaty and laughing so loud, it just felt good! The kitchen staff made a feast of Kenyan food four our last dining with them. The children reach way down in to my oil. Particularly Ester and Mary. Ester is 4 and was abandoned and Mary was beaten and left in a ditch to die. Jumping road and playing with them  was a complete picture of God's love and how he heals us. His simple love. My heart is full of sadness, happiness, aching, joy. All of it. I have no words for it really.