I currently smell the remnents of horse on my shirt, sweat from the sun, the neighbors trash burning (with a nice bit of mountain fresh air mixed in), a bit of goat/horse/chicken/rabbit poo drifting up, and I swear that I can still smell a bit of the two dressing changes I did today... you know.. that rotting flesh smell.... yum!
Consequently I am also laughing at hearing Christmas music while sweating in this 100 plus heat!
Gotta love village life! ;)
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Oh, I love your ramblings...and your stories...you're doing the stuff, friend. I am in awe of God's direction and grace in your life. Obediant servant, you are exactly where you are supposed to be. You rock. You're my hero. Just thought you'd want to know.
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Praying for you guys.
That's what I smell when I go to Walakitang, Nicaragua. Where exactly are you?
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