Ephesians 2:19
A snapshot of my life right now: My team is upstairs; Bryan is messing around on his accoustic guitar, playing some Jack Johnson song, and occasionally whooping loud enough for me to hear from downstairs. Someone’s singing and someone else is snapping their fingers. Most of our Romanian family are outside working on the pig pen, except for Sanda and Laura who are playing with their children on the bed as Beni (a little five year old boy) repeats, “Google-y goo! Google-y goo!” We’ve just got back from playing with a group of very poor gypsy children and the day...