And started learning Chinese.
And felt so inadequate.
And struggled.
And cried, lots.
And prayed, lots.
Never did I imagine the blessed experiences I would have teaching the people of Taiwan.
I'm so blessed to have been a missionary.
I'm so blessed to know those beautiful people.
I'm so blessed to have a testimony of this amazing gospel.
2 comments:
What great memories....13 years...that means I've been home 17 years in November...arg...loved your post and loved seeing those pictures...
I love reading your posts you are constantly setting goals and evaluating where you are at -- a good lesson for me to do a bit more of!
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