I am grateful for this boy, um, man. He has been a joy and a balm to my soul. He listens, he counsels and he loves me. I have missed him since he left for Paraguay. He is doing great work, learning the language and learning to serve. He expects so much of himself. The first week in the field he had five baptisms and has had others, but worries when he doesn't have some every week. I am grateful for his desire to improve and hold himself to a high standard. He loves the people he is serving. I would never want him to be anywhere else, doing anything else. But I miss him, so much sometimes. And I am grateful for him.
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