As my trip to Zimbabwe is nearing, the excitement builds and builds. Tonight I am so overjoyed at the idea of seeing my little ones in less than two months that I feel like I may explode at any moment.
In fact, if I close my eyes tight enough, I can almost hear the sounds of
The rushing falls in the distance.
The far-off beating of drums in the dark of night.
Sunday morning worship echoing from all directions.
Elephants tromping through the bush.
Raindrops dancing on the rooftops.
Peanuts crackling over the fire.
And children calling my name in their wonderful little accents, "Ray-bay-ka! Ray-bay-ka!"
Oh, how I miss those little things.
5 comments:
my sweet little zim friends call me may-lee-sah
can't wait for you to see your kiddos.
It's always the little things that mean the most..God bless you in all you do.
errrr.....can't wait to hear the stories...ha....i never sleep....
hola. glad you found me. this post made me all kinds of happy. people that have served in africa are never the same, and i love it. :) excited to read about your trip.
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