I do wonder quite often what it is that God wants from us here… every time someone or something reminds us about our dire financial support situation… every time I think about my “sleeves rolled up tackling the front-line of poverty” ambitions for my life… every time I think about the seven years I trained to gain the qualifications which Argentina doesn’t recognise… So why do we keep being here in a place where we can’t afford to be, where most people don’t need us, and where our mission may pull the plug on us at our next home leave anyway?
Well, apart from the fact that the food’s good, and our bi-lingual child is thriving, maybe this has something of an answer:
Which I think is beautiful, courtesy of Asbo Jesus