I finished my last blog entry shortly before going to bed on the Friday night before the Saturday training. I had reported that I felt totally acclimated to the Indian time zone, and then only got 3 hours of sleep. I am not an operates-well-on-little-sleep kind of girl, but I was wide awake so I decided to get up, get coffee, and get the day started at 3:30 am. Through this blog, I don’t keep secrets...
I’m sitting in the DFW terminal waiting to board the plane for the first leg of this journey. I arrived three hours early! The miracles have begun. I started this morning, with quiet time with the Lord, whom I love, whom I need to hear from today as we go out on this adventure. Then I got ready and had pizza for breakfast. Pizza for breakfast always feels a little bit adventurous to me because...
