The hours on the vans have been spent talking, sleeping, laughing, sharing testimonies and snacks, even a worship session in three different languages - with Larry playing the guitar (he's pretty fly for a blind guy, LOL:-) I've enjoyed this part of the trip so much that even if there wasn't an amazing conference to go to, I would be more that satisfied. My love for this church continues to grow more and more as I get to know these people on a much deeper level. I am blessed and honored to call them my church family:-)
We are all different but coming together as one: for one purpose, one calling, one God. Exactly like a body with different parts ... An arm isn't gonna look and act like a leg, but you need both to be complete. And in these days, more than ever, I feel complete as a part of this wonderfully diverse family, with all the spiritual parts of the body in place.
Yes, I am part of something much bigger than myself ... and I'm lovin' it!