My home far away...
Recently, I returned from visiting Manado in Indonesia as part of a church partnership trip. If you've read my blog before, you'll know that this is not the first time I've been overseas... But last time I went to Africa and up till few weeks I thought my heart was always going to be to serve and love people in Africa... However, from the moment I walked out of the airport at Manado into the warm, humid air I was excited to be there. On the first day we got to the church, I was made to feel like family and by the time we came to leave 8 days later, I felt like I was part of the community. I was blessed to be able to spend time with many beautiful children, to play and sing songs with and communicate the best I could with my limited Indonesian that I thought they were fantastic and I knew that God loved them so much more! Although I am very sad to leave them behind, I am comforted by the thought that there are many really great people in Manado, who love, spend t...