
I sit here in the wee hours of the morning when I should be sleeping and instead I am overcome with sadness. I have recently discovered the complex world of myspace. Good grief, can one spend a lot of time on that thing or what! I linked from one friend to another of their friends and found myself on the space of someone who used to live in Sierra Leone and work with the Lighthouse kids. Their page was beautiful and made me weep. There were the lovely faces of my friends, younger but still the same kids, staring back at me. I feel like the heart break is getting worse lately. It is odd but that is actually comforting for me. It makes me feel real and my time there seem more important. I think the newness of being home is wearing off a bit and the reality of being so far away and my time there seeming so distant is sinking in. I am relieved a bit that all it takes is seeing a picture of the kids to make me just break down in tears. I know that sounds odd, but I can't tell you how refreshing this good ole fashioned cry has been for my heart. I miss their joy and their laughter. I miss their spontaneity and their vibrancy. I miss their singing and their dancing. I miss their friendship and their insight and strength. I just miss them and I am really sad that I am here right now trying to live this life without them in it. I trust Jesus and I know that this is where I am at for now, I am just wondering why at this moment it is here that He has me and if my deep love for these kids is worth anything to Him. Will it be used? Was it used? How long will it hurt this deeply? When will I get to sit and talk with them again and hug them and see their wonderful faces?