Anyway, the highlight of the night wasn't the food; it was the friend. As I look backwards and forwards, I see God is surrounding us with connection-- Jeff Orcutt and then my mom and brother visiting in December, the Listros visiting in January, my dad coming in February, JJ and Amber coming up to Puerto for a weekend in February, hanging out with them and the Chapmans when we were in seminary, SAM conference in March, seeing David before his furlough, and the Chapmans coming for an extended Easter weekend.
Loneliness is one of our greatest battles here, but these last few months I feel like we've been winning. I'm glad the Cubases are back in Puerto Supe, for one. I'm grateful also to our friends for giving their time and energy to visit us (or at least let us visit them!) but even more to God, who I am convinced is orchestrating this all. I know we can't do this alone. He does too.
From Him the whole body, joined and held together by every supporting ligament, grows and builds itself up in love, as each part does its work. Ephesians 4:16