Today I’m posting over at A Deeper Family. Sometimes you have to leave your home to see your family.
My husband held me in his arms and kissed me deeply before he sent me off to a country thousands of miles away from our home to write about a God he doesn’t worship in a place where God can be hard to see.
He is my family.
After admitting that I was terrified that I was the wrong person to make the trip to Moldova, my Facebook wall filled with images of fiery unicorns and inappropriate prayers from people that I know primarily through online interactions.
They are my family.
Head on over and give the rest of it a read!
