It's been a nice, welcomed, needed break from living our life in public, I mean blogging.
But now we're back. Literally. We are back to it, back at it, back IN it.
We were there. We saw. And we cannot forget. The faces are forever seared in our minds, branded on our hearts. It's not a calling any longer. It's obedience.
This life of ours, our missionary hearts, are bound to obey. This is our walk in obedience and our love song to a God who walked the infinately hard, miserable, chaos for us.
So we are going back. This time for a different kind of magic, our daughter.
Amari Alana Kulp (story to follow)