flying gurl

musings...ramblings...photos...slices of life...sweet and sour...light and dark...art is the reflection of life, a photograph of our inner soul...

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Posted by ~flying gurl~ at 7:01 PM

~flying gurl~: Yeah. I am a Christian. Yeah I walked away for 10 years. My other blog shows the desperation...(it will stay up as a reminder) 2 years ago I came back to the Lord. He broke through and called me home. How I got to Nicaragua is a long and beautiful journey that I cannot wait to write and share about. I was talking with my husband last night about our new home. He said for the first 10 years"I went down to Nicarauga and went to it as a vacation destination and a trip. The past 2 years I have gone down as a missionary...right now I am in a thin place. I want to cry because I am coming home..." Indeed we are coming home. This blog is a journey in brokeness and redemption. It is not about my agenda but about a call. A life that I have been given to live a second time. Life is not always neat and explainable. What I have seen of God's grace is that it is intrusive, upending and love giving.

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