The Jungles of Africa

I'll be honest, when I was young growing up in the church I was always afraid to really submit my life to the Lord. I was afraid that if I did God would ask me to be a missionary to the deep, dark, jungles of Africa or something like that. I feel better now because my brother and his wife are currently on their second missions trip together and they got to go to Cancun for a week, so submitting to God must not be that bad after all. Actually, they will be doing a lot of work there and I know the Lord will bless them and use them and bring them back safely. Its no coincidence that my brother's name is David because he truly is a man after God's own heart.

I thank God for His favor upon our family and His hand upon our lives.

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