Tonight I wrote a few paragraphs about my time in Pretoria to send to the Drews as one of my final projects for the internship. It made me reflect and choose what some of the biggest lessons I learned there were, although it did not take long for me to think of them since I don't think a day has passed when I have not thought of my time in Africa. Today is two months since I arrived home. It feels like an eternity and it feels like yesterday all in one.
A few nights ago, in the women's bible study I go to with my church here in Russellville, we were discussing hope. I started tearing up as I thought about my babies in South Africa. They are such a beautiful, earthly picture of the spiritual hope we are given in Christ. They were rescued from dark pasts and dark futures. God saved them while they were helpless and before they asked for help. Hasn't he done the same for me? The new environment has changed them, too. In the two months I spent at the baby home I saw them transform. I'm so thankful that God is constantly transforming me. I can't wait until he returns and brings me home! Let's praise Him for the hope he has given us!
"My hope is build on nothing less, than Jesus' blood and righteousness."
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