"How lovely on the mountains are the feet of them who bring good news!" This verse rings in my mind every time my North American eyes peer through their cultural filter of "wash every time you wear", Bleach Pens, Tide-on-the-Go, "Don't wear your shoes in the house!" and other equally backwards thought patterns for this new part of my life. I am learning to take the lens off, lay it aside and just revel in the beauty of God's precious created beings. I am coming to love the feet caked with mud, the grubby hands running through my hair and the dirty bottom sitting on my lap just as much as I love the clean smiling chubby face of my baby brother.
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Hi Mags! Miss you a ton! And those sandals in the pic are really cool...
Stoked for you, brotherbear! Don´t drive at any speed that I wouldn´t! And watch out for Disco mobiles.
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