For a long time, I've wanted to try to write down stories from when I was overseas. If not just for my own trip down memory lane, but for my husband, my daughter, my friends, my family, etc. Are those stories important? Not to you, maybe, but for me? Absolutely! Much of that time is what made me who I am today. Is that good? Not always, sure, but it is what it is. God used that time to mold me, to hold the mirror up to my face so that I could see WHAT I am really made of (dirt, if you're wondering...).
So, I think that each time I write, I will try to think of something that happened in Russia that is similar to what I am writing for that particular day. It may not always happen, but hopefully, as time goes on, I will have a collection of the good, the bad, and the ugly, from my time as a missionary. One thing remained constant, for sure: He was always Faithful. He never forsook me then, nor is He is or will He now. :) There's a new link to the side for my blog I kept while in Russia... go ahead and take a look. It's but a mere glimpse inside that story.
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