The custom's agent took a look at my passport...6 Jamaican entry stamps, smiled and said "welcome home!" Prophetic?? Hmmmm
Had a great flight...such a blessing, Eli's job. First class seats! I'm spoiled Abba! We arrived after stopping for a quick peek at the new church that is scheduled to begin around the end of February. Tomorrow will be an overview of all of Marla's projects, with a possible stop at the Infirmary! I've heard several residents have passed, and I'm afraid to ask who...instead I will try and focus on who's there to love, and praise Him for those in Heaven with Him! We will relax tonight..full moon on the ocean. The devil is messin' around and threw my back out, and Brad and I have since thrown him out...but the trek to the "rock" might be a bit much with the spasms. Finish him off Papa and get me in working order for the week. Amen.
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