homesick for alaska

Yes, it's crazy, but true...I'm missing Alaska so much right now it hurts. Is it the place, the people, or the sense of purpose it holds for me that I miss the most? The answer is - yes! :) It's all that and knowing there's more to do there...meeting physical and spiritual needs of the people in our most beautiful of the United States.

My background picture on my laptop is this one of the kids and I at the B&G's Club...still! Oh, for one more day...one more minute to share the love and hope of Jesus with them. Maybe one day soon, I'll return. I can only hope and pray that it is sooner than later. :)

Until then, I have a similar type outreach to the Picnic in the Park to plan here at home for late October...can't wait to see how God moves!

TAKE ALL OF ME
by Third Day

Take my heart and help me feel
Take my faith and make it real
Take my eyes and help me see
All the love surrounding me
Don't let me go
Hold me close to where You are
Don't let me go
Take my heart, take all of me
Take my loss and take my gain
Take my trials and take my pain
Take my life and let it be
All that You would have from me
Don't let me go
Hold me close to where You are
Don't let me go
Take my heart, take all of me

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