right now, I’m on a bus, driving to a resort about an hour outside of Hanoi. the red river is to my right and left. up ahead there are rice paddies and tall, skinny homes. Some point soon, I’m sure, we will pass a grave yard, with smoke from incense rising. there are palm trees, marshes, and the occasional water buffalo.
I love this place. and it’s not really something I can explain. especially when I drive out of Hanoi, my heart is moved. I have never been more secure in a calling before. and it’s not because life is easy. but I feel Him, in every moment. in the little and big things. He is at work in me, and at work in this country. I feel humbled and honored by His choice of me, and thankful for people like you who partner with me!
