Maybe my grandma knew something more when she wrote the poem for me called “Gypsy”.
I was reading about the dreams and hopes of HAPI – Haitian Artisans for Peace Intl. I miss my friends there. Seeing the progress in business and community development from it’s beginning in 2007. I’m in awe! And also missing the simplicity when they were without electric or running water. They showed us what help looked like to them and it’s making an amazing difference.
Years ago a God message was “Latin America”…and I’ve seen a bit of it. I had assumed it would be a landing place.
As I plan for our group to Guatemala, I’m excited to return. To experience more of God’s wonderful work there as people find hope in Jesus, love in growing relationships with Paradise Bound Ministries, and restored health through medical clinics. And the growing little ones! What a joy those children bring!
Even with volcanic action, earthquakes, and tropical storms – it’s the people who make these places filled with beauty.
Holland, MI is coming to life again with tulips, spring blossoms, and longer sunshine days. Where I call home, a friend dubbed an “artist’s cottage” before I was one. Do you think she and grandma talked?
Hawaii – heavenly to be sure. I do seem to love islands!
But home…it’s not in a place – it’s “He” who is in me. Thank you Jesus!
Back to time with my Lord to see where He will lead next…