BOYS AND USA SOIL

Hey friends,
Theres no place like home! Theres no place like home....Ever heard that... so true... nothing like your own bed, eating off your own table, seeing all your clothes and knowing this is where you are grounded at the time.

My boys returned home last night very very late. Being shy of 4 hours they had been up almost 24 hours and were very tired. They were almost to tired to talk. I was the only chadder mouse or is that a chipmunk? in the bunch. I had already gotten my daughter lost once so she was finally following her mapquest directions to get us on the interstate. It's not really hard, you just have to pay attention to the signs. I was anxious to hear ALL ABOUT the trip. I'm yet to hear all the juicy stuff that goes on Missions trips. I like the DETAILS. Like, why can't you use someone elses phone to call, you can't eat in the airport, why do you have SO MUCH luggage, why did you break my camera, how far were you out, what hotel did you stay at, why isn't there any English speaking churches in Romania.... you know just the small details.....

Well I can tell you how 4 people and 8 pieces of luggage can fit in a 2006 Saturn. You give mom the hardest piece of luggage and she will ride with it in her lap and a huge tent rides across the laps of two boys.. Cozy huh??

Okay~
Just wanted to write a snipet of what life must be to travel 20 hours to a foreign country, eat their food, drink their bottled water, sleep in hotels, drive cars and show the love of Christ to people by your actions and labor~~

There will be more~

Liz