There are stories to tell. That’s why we’re here–to enter into their stories, share our stories, and tell their stories. That was clear today as we did a lot of this:
and more of this:
and more of me walking around with our translator by my side talking and talking with hot water always close by.
All that and I still had enough energy left to play volleyball with a mini blow up beach ball with this boy who has captured my heart.
There’s a boy who went to sleep tonight with pictures of his new Mama and Daddy by his bed. He heard his name for the first time today. I wonder if he knows how to spell it. (Note to self: teach Ian to spell Ian tomorrow.)
The stories. All those stories and the big one that connects them all. That’s why we’re here.
Pr-ying He multiplies the minutes these last two days.