I LOVE THE BUSH ROADS AND LEAVING THE CITY BEHIND. Heavenly Father is so gracious to our missionary heart, because He plants us in the soil of the chaos of the city, and then sends you to the quiet dusty back roads in the bush. Ahhhhhhh is filling that space that we crave without even knowing. Sometimes you don't know what you miss till you discover it all over again along your way.
Come with me for a land lost in it's own time!
GOOD THING I SPOTTED THE SIGN FOR THE CHURCH SO WE DIDN'T MISS OUR TURN.
TUNNEL TREES TO BREATHE.
THE ROAD TO SUCH FAITHFUL SAINTS.
WE ARE ONE OF THE FEW TRUCKS, AND I LOOK OUT MY WINDOW AND WONDER WHERE THEIR FOOTSTEPS ARE TAKING THEM IN THIS LAND THAT HAS STOLEN MY HEART.