One year ago today I left Liberia after my first visit

All this week I've been reliving my first visit to Liberia last year. The day I arrived. The first time I saw Michael. Drinking water from Habakkuk's Well. And today, leaving. It's been a bittersweet week. I wish I was there again this year.

As the plane lifted off from Roberts International airport, I began crying and I sobbed all the way to Accra. I sat in the middle of the middle row, not a good spot for a private emotional breakdown. Oh well.

So much has happened in one year. Only God could have known what He had in store for me. I can't wait to see what happens this year.