As Father’s Day comes around again – this post from two years ago still means so much to me. My little granddaughter’s confidence in her Daddy speaks well of him – but is also a reminder of God’s love for me.
My daughter recently spent several weeks in Sierra Leone tutoring the child of a missionary family that was returning to the states for a year and wanted to make sure their daughter was prepared for school in the USA. My six-year-old granddaughter accompanied her mother on this trip.
It was a great opportunity for my young granddaughter to experience another culture, to try new foods and see how life is so different in other countries. Hopefully, it has given her a better appreciation for the blessing of being born in the USA.
When she returns to school this fall and the teacher asks everyone what they did this summer, I doubt anyone will be able to top her story. “I spent weeks in Africa.” While there she kept a journal and my husband and I have enjoyed listening to her as she showed us the pictures she drew and read…
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