Coming to Jesus
As 2018 draws to a close, my family is approaching the two-year mark of cross-cultural ministry. As this anniversary approaches, the stress and exhaustion and homesickness borne of moving to the other side of the world and pouring ourselves into life in our new home is starting to hit hard. I often feel at a loss for words in describing how I feel at this point, but when words do come, “empty” usually leads the way. I doubt I’m alone…