I've been counting down the hours since yesterday morning...Oliver comes home tonight! He's been gone all week. He and three others from our church went to Nicaragua this week to work with some orphanages, among other things. I wasn't very excited about him going and, to be honest, neither was he. Being short a paycheck right now is way low on our list of things we need. He called Sunday night when they got there, said it was a nice enough place and that they would get a little training the following morning before heading out. I had a crummy week. Nothing happened that hasn't happened before, but it was just difficult since he wasn't here. I learned to lean on God rather than Oliver this week, something I have a hard time doing. But I prayed Tuesday afternoon that God would work a change in our family. Then Oliver called me on Wed. night and was so excited! He was talking so fast that I could barely make sense of it, but it was powerful! I can't wait 'til he gets home and tells me everything! 2 more hours...
"If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land." 2 Chronicles 7:14