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a walk we'll remember

I am sitting in front of this laptop in my walking gear.  I am pretty tired and my feet are sore.  But we accomplished it!!!!

God really blew us away today.

Yesterday I was despondent.  Very few people had asked how our preparations were going and our sponsorship list wasn't increasing.  In the midst of all this self-stuff, I felt God just telling me to look to him and not to people.   I am not battling in trusting that God is going to do miracles and move mountains.  I guess I just thought it would be through people and well... through our efforts.

I was already emotionally tender and then I felt physically sick.  I was in pain.  My children have both developed an allergic reaction to the stuff our blustering wind brings.  Alexander has been coughing and Beatrice leaking from the eyes and nose, Oh and she is teething!  This morning (we woke up at 4) Emiel had a spasm in his back.  He says it felt like someone punched him.  Beatrice's eyes were glued shut from all the muck.  The children were emotional.  But off we walked.

The walk was incredible.

It was far (not as far as we had anticipated) and intense! Oh my goodness!

This is the best part though.  Walking with us was group of people from our church and Emiel's mom.  My parents followed in a support car with supplies.

Really it was mind boggling.  This group of people was God's love in action.  They got up at 4, some drove great distances, most of them don't know us all that well.  I am so grateful to these people.

And then... Emiel had the opportunity to bless someone and he jumped at it. So what would you imagine God would do, but give him 10x what he gave out.

Much love


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