By Allison S.
It was the hardest day and the best day.
I didn’t even think I could get out of bed this morning. Jax and I had spent the night taking turns vomiting into a bucket. I don’t share this because I want sympathy. I share it to demonstrate what God can do. We were physically incapable of doing anything in our own strength this morning. Yet we knew that if we stayed in bed there would be people who didn’t hear the Word. We prayed together, gave each other pep talks, and set out on our final day in the village.