I am back in Nacogdoches for the first time since December graduation. It feels very strange to be here without all of the friends that used to make this place home. Not that I don't have any friends here, just not most of the dear ones I went to school with.
I meet with the missions committee and then spoke at my supporting church here on Sunday and that was very encouraging. I was a little disappointed that not more people wanted to get together this week, but I realized that I keep developing these great expectations about how people aught to receive me and respond. I think my ego really wants just once for a speaking engagement to result in like five new supporters or something. I know, that's rediculous, that isn't how it has ever happened for me, but I keep expecting it all the same. It is so hard some times to place all my expectations on God and to leave the door open for him to provide how ever he sees fit. Partnership Development so rarely happens the way I think it should.
I am at 70% of the monthly support I need for the year in France, and that is not counting most of the one time/special gifts I have received. All said and done, I have much to be greatful for in regard to the Lord's provision.