Many the Miles

Ever have those moments where sense of smell triggers a memory?

I was on my run this evening, weaving through the quiet streets when I was running past a church. I stopped dead in my tracks because I smelled a perfume that smelled so much like my second grade teacher, Mrs. Schiffer. The smell was so strong I though she was standing right next to me, waiting to check my reading work book and my cursive hand writing that I believe I never really got the hang of. I turned around to look down the dark damp street to see nothing but distant headlights and a few flickering street lamps. How strange. a very distinct perfume mixed with mint Double Bubble bubble gum. It threw me right out of my rather awesome pace I was holding. Still really random though.

"In othah nutz!" I enjoyed a wonderful stroll through some open fields this afternoon with Moma Jude. I really enjoy our conversations and plan on finding myself over at her house more often.I don't say this because she feeds me incredible dishes (After all because of her daughter who I spent 2 years living with, quickly threw me out of my picky eating season) but I really enjoy hearing about what God's been doing in other peoples lives no matter what the circumstances.

Which is one of the reasons I have been rather antsy. I so wish I could be a fly on the wall roaming the streets of South Africa, seeing what the team is up to and what they are doing with their days. Who they've met, How the Lord is working through them to reach so many people and see how much Gods glorious love is touching them and so many around them. What an incredible experience .It's currently 3:07 am there...I wonder what they are dreaming about.