a dream

I woke up this morning feeling frustrated. Mad really. I was laying in bed thinking I want to be there. I want to be in Rwanda. It took me a while to figure out why. It was because I had a dream last night that I was in Rwanda. The thing is I was there by myself (kinda my Rwanda best friend was with me) at my old house packing up some things we left behind. So weird. It was so good to hug our old guard and his family. It was also good to hug our DS from Burundi. Such a strange dream.
Then I open up my FB a read a note from someone who's daughter feels called to missions. Praise God.
So how does this all work now for me. For someone called into missions but not exactly serving? I wait I guess. Enjoy the memories and know the Lord will use me here.

Love ya and always remember….. too many bananas in banana bread will just make it soggy.