It has been approximately 36 hours since I arrived back into "The Americas", as most Germans refer to it. I stepped off the plane, where Wesley was waiting to pick me up, went straight way to the WC (water closet), freshened up, and drove to the Franklin Classical School faculty/staff/board Christmas party. Melinda met me at the door with a hug and I was immediately thrust into a trip report mode, which I didn't mind at all. We left the party, headed home, unpacked my suitcases, and crashed. My body is still not sure where it is and I took my last antibiotic this morning. I'm not out of the woods yet and now, Melinda is coming down with something. So we are headed to the doctor. I must run for now, and I have many things to attend to since being gone for 12 days. I will be posting more frequently. I must say, I missed my fresh German bread and jam this morning with coffee :0( Thank you for upholding all of us in your prayers. |
Locus is a place, a locality, a center, a hub, a source of activity of power where people can learn, be in community and fellowship, spiraling off into their sphere of influence. Locus is a fountainhead that springs up and waters everything around it.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Home Safe in Nashville
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