My Heart is Home.

Where do I begin??

I'm officially back in America...But my heart will forever be at home in the Nations.Missionary life is the BEST life, there's nothing like it in the whole World!I have come to realize... It's the only life for me.

My heart feels so torn, in a good way. (Is that possible?) :)
I'm so happy to see my family and friends back herein America, but my heart misses Ethiopia and my Ethiopian, Swedish, Norwegian, Latina and of course American (I love you my Gabby!) family!

I was so blessed to serve every single day alongside the most amazing missionaries on the planet. Men and women of God who have given their lives to see the Kingdom advanced in Ethiopia and around the world.They are my heroes!! Thank you Samuel, Gabrielle, Filip, Erik, Maja, Katish, Katrina, Ashagre, Mohammed, Senabwa and little Naftali for taking me in and making me apart of your family. For taking such good care of me and for teaching me what real missionaries and servants are!

I can't believe my trip is over, but thankfully I know it's only the beginning!So now I'm home and I will serve and give my life here in the U.S.A until Holy Spirit moves and says something else, Because your a missionary no matter where you live.

One thing I know for sure- I will never be the same!
India and Africa have not only become adventures in my life but imprints in my heart! I don't know where to begin to tell people about all that God has done in me... but maybe sharing some pictures will help.

Thank you Jesus for this amazing life!! and being able to be with my bestie in the nations :)

My little friend from India

This boy taught me what loving on the least of these is all about!
I took his picture and gave him the only thing I had- a smile and a piece of gum. And it made him so happy!

My sister in heart and spirit- Maja!!

My heart was completely undone by the street kids in Ethiopia. Their thankful for food if you give it to them, their thankful if you play with them... but what their most hungry for is love!
My highlight of my day EVERYDAY was walking where the street kids were and being run over by their hugs! I miss them SO MUCH!!

Pretty soon this will be a return ticket to the Nations!
(instead of a handwritten one home.) :)
This is only the beginning.... the rest is still unwritten.