Maureen is in my home.
SHE’S HERE, eating her first bowl of Texas chili at my chalkboard table!
When we drove up to our house from the airport and I opened the garage, she saw our family bikes hanging from the ceiling and asked if we also sold bicycles for a living (since we have five).
I’m seeing my home and things and excess thru her eyes. I think everyone should have a visitor with this kind of perspective. It’s a hard kind of good.
She ran away (in terror) from our 10 lb dog and we are taking baby steps. Pets are rare in a country oppressed with poverty. When she saw our black cat, she screamed and said only witches own cats like that in Kenya. Hey, I’ve been called worse.
And then we visited two of my favorite places and had us some Christian chicken:
Next, a visit to Target’s Dollar Spot:
She’s obviously my daughter.
We returned home and finished some last minute work on a Mercy House event at our local church.
And then she handed me this letter from our precious girls at the maternity home:
Here’s a portion of it:
Dear Welch family,
Happy New Year! We want you to know that we’ve been praying for you everyday. It’s a privilege for us. You have really played a very big role in our lives….
Thank you very much for the things that you have done for us. You are the ones who made us to be the people we are today with our babies. Thank you for saving our lives and our babies lives too. God bless you very much and we are praying for you that God will keep you strong and you’ll have faith in Him….
We want you to know that Mercy House is a very good place with everything we need in it. We really enjoy living here with our babies. We thank God for giving us the best Director, too. She has walked with us until we have reached the place we are today.”
And if I ever wondered if all the work and tears and challenges were worth it… here is my answer.