home again

After a long night of fighting with a taxi driver and sleeping in a hundred degree airport- I finally got on the plane and felt so much better, even though I had to sit there for almost twenty hours. But I am HOME!!!
Johnny and I sat outside and enjoyed birthday cake and a cake that Jessica made with love in our beautiful back yard.
Before I left I asked Fazal , one of the boys that suffers from some type of mental disorder, if he could take care of my cat while I am gone. He has become obsessed with the cat since I have been there. This was the first time that he understood that I was going because it was interpreted into Hindi. He looked at me with those big dark eyes, and asked (in Hindi), "Who is going to take care of you?" This boy how comes from a family that will never except him because of his disabilities, cares more about me than about himself. I love him and will miss him so much.


Being at home and looking at all my stuff I feel really ashamed. I can not believe how much stuff I have. I think of how the boys have so little and are so happy. I am so grateful of the time that I was able to share and learn from the boys. I now know where to find happiness. It is not ANOTHER summer dress or a new pair of shoes. It is having people around you that you can grow with and love.

Prayer Request:
That the boys can share the love of Jesus with their parents as they go home for two weeks in the first week of June.