I shared, now I open for others? Share a giggle, a memory, an oops that looking back, makes you smile.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
A young missionary wife and momma, in an indigenous village, sleeping on wooden planks of hut built high above the ground. Screeches of rain forest drizzle, sleepy eyes to keep under mosquito net, seeing a culture through a toddler's heart, sharing hope with those who need to hear. But what happens when you forget - step only on support beams. Standing in middle of floor, scoop up a little bundle and the weight of the two of you creates a cracking sound. Instantly a momma leg breaks through, dangling 7 feet above the ground. Now I giggle, and even laugh at the memory. A bit embarrassing, a bit hilarious. Who would have ever thought that I would break a hut.
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