Greetings,
Relgin is back where he belongs, people call it "The land down under", maybe others call it Aussieland I don't know that's just an assumption. I call it Home.
The flight home was another dreadful, long, cramped, and boring ride. During the flight my feet would pool of blood because of the gravity constantly working against us. My imagination would think "Kankles much"? but you know at the end of the trip, I'm home sweet home, it's worth eating airplane food and sitting on your bottom for hours.
Arriving at the airport, going through customs and the checks wasn't much of a hassle which was really good because I had oversize boxes from the United States that had gifts and souvenirs I thought I was going to questioned if I was going to sell these items in Australia. Luckily I was able to explain myself. Dad was their to pick me up from the airport, arriving home I finally got to see my niece, she hasn't grown an awful much but she has developed a greater purpose for her voice box. Although it may be annoying I still love her. Her birthday is coming up!
A complete off topic note, we have a generous, good timing and compassionate God. I was able to go overseas with little organization time, he was able to provide for me while my stay their in America.
I know this missionary he has a family and hes a good example for God's wondrous power. This particular missionary was called to migrate overseas and work with a church there. During the transition himself and his family had troubles accommodating the rest of their stay in the current country. All they had waiting was the Visa to be approved. My parents told me this story and I was truly moved because they were particularly involved. My parents are generous people but it wasn't their personal conviction or the motivation of pity for this missionaries story that would of got them involved, it was God's purpose for them to be compassionate towards these people. My parents provided them a suitable accommodation. Like they had no obligation to actually help but out with a godly families story comes compassion and with compassion comes God. God is good, its his time that were on time and he'll provide. My parents weren't the only people involved in these missionaries lives, God asks other people to contribute and you know it could be you, so are you going to follow your own conviction or God's ways.
RELGIN
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