It’s raining. It’s pouring.
I live in the Northwest and our weather over the past week and 27 months (ok…I am slightly exaggerating) is nothing to brag home to Mama about.
My husband is packed for a business trip to Hawaii…leaving tomorrow. Apparently you can use the words business, Hawaii, and ministry in the same sentence when you are talking about a pastors conference. I looked at his suitcase tonight and his swim trunks were at the top of the pile, and possibly I struggled with a little tintsy intsy bitsy bit of jealousy (ever so small). I really do love my husband and am so happy he might get the opportunity to swim in the 85 degree ocean under the warm sun of the tropics (wink wink).
Yes, it is green like Ireland, but friends lets go visit Ireland and get out of this muck. Let’s get out!! How do you survive the ever constant rain and darkness without anti-depressants and sun lamps? I have asked myself this very question for 40 plus years and then I found a job that involved travel. But even with the travel, I struggle so…if you don’t travel how do you handle it? Boy, do I struggle with the darkness. I just have to find the little things that bring beauty and light into life. Today it was the sound of laughter…it drowned out the rain.
Thankful that laughter is louder than the rain.
Dominican Republic Missions trip
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