I'm just stopping by here to say that during my last shift, I had one of the best all-nighters that could be had. I got to spend the night serving a Mrs. (and Mr.) Penner. It was a delightful experience, and though I don't understand much Low German (thankfully they do understand English and Spanish), it felt like a taste of home.
Isn't it amazing how something, even something I don't understand can bring a feeling of comfort? That's a feeling I'm encountering more and more often as I go through life. As I see God working in and through my life, His love and mercy is such a comfort to me, even if I can't begin to grasp the infinite-ness of it.
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