Team.

The notebook is filling with memories and God-whispers.  I wish I could press “pause” for just a bit, to simply sit and breathe and let the words become phrases to fill the pages of this blog – and fill the spaces of my heart one more time. I know the quiet time will come soon, and I’ll share the stories of Alfredo and Geraldo, God’s dance on the mountains, the quietest of processions, the joy of the word Scheminske and learning the best language of all. And it’s only Wednesday – there are stories yet to be lived as we work in Santiago with Pastor Diego and his church today.