This is a sweet part of what it means for me to be a missionary.
Unfortunately, this is also what makes it bitter, because with every "hello" comes an inevitable "good-bye".
Due to the nature of missionary work and cross-cultural service, life at times feels like a revolving door. People come and go. I come and go. Life goes on. The only constant; the only One who travels with me through these revolving doors is Jesus, and for that I am grateful.
Enjoy more pics of some of these precious people!
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