“The beautiful thing about this adventure called faith is that we can count on Him never to lead us astray.” —Charles R. Swindoll

And here I go!

I honestly should be sleeping right now, I have about 4 hours before I wake up and prepare to travel to Colima, Mexico.

But Im right now trying to get tired. And what better way to do this, then to write?

The picture I have to the left is a picture of Monse and I. (Her nickname was "Bratz" because they said she has the same lips as the dolls.) A lovely little girl. It has been two years.

I am terrified, excited, impatient, ready, and nervous. I believe those words suite me right now.

I want to see if Monse, or Leslie, or Ishmal, or any of the children I remember, and see if they still live there. I want to breath in that blasted Summer Allergy Infested Air, and deal with the nasty smell of rotting tortillas in the morning after the dumpster truck comes by. Talk with Yubi about anything and everything, laugh at her, cry with her, and sit in that bunk bed and laugh and talk until one of us pass out. I am even willing to endure some more refried-bean-tacos for breakfast, and walk around the tables and pour tabasco sauce for the kids. Ahhh yes. (Don't worry, I packed some popcorn!!)

I am ready to go through my days, asking, "God, what do you want of me? Now? here?" and just love. Simply love. No shows, just love.

So. I am leaving the country soon! I will be back home July 27. I may or may not blog while I am there, for I am not taking my laptop. It'd be internet cafe's for me.

God Bless!