Today a box arrived from Miss Patti. I first met Miss Patti about two months ago when I received two beautiful, long handwritten letters from an unknown return address, hers. She explained that someone had passed on hard copies of the blog and she had been reading them avidly and praying for us and others here. I cried all through those two letters, amazed at God’s love, provision and unity through connecting our hearts and lives.
Miss Patti’s box was beautiful. Filled to the brim with true American Christmas-wrapped packages. She took so much time and care with it all. I loved her indications, most packages were for “Annelise’s Boys” and “Annelise’s Girls” - my new ugandan children here . . . . But Naomi and Quinn scored as well, with a beautiful Noah’s Ark playset that they are using avidly. I loved their comment, “this toy is for the rainy season!!” Daniel and “baby-Daniel” received packages as well. And again, I cry. How amazing is God’s family, God’s love, God’s presence. My dear friend, Daniel, receiving a package from a woman neither of us has ever met, simply because she is touched, like me, by what he is doing here. Thankful that he has accepted grace, an invitation to be beautiful.
And Miss Patti, so have you. Thank you for adding to the beauty by your care for us. You have touched our hearts and lives today and always. I know someday soon we will meet, either here or in His presence, my dear sister in Jesus. You are telling the story too. Thank you.