Goodbye my little hobbits!

Last night I moved out of number 2 Thistle Close. I will miss my little hobbits and their hobbit hole. I'm now living in what the yankees would call a row home. Here it's called a terrace home. The funny thing is they don't have a terrace. Oh well. If you want to mail stuff to me you can still mail it to 2 Thistle Close, because I'll see Jackie and Alan almost everyday, I just won't be living with them.

As of right now I'll be home in December. As much as the flesh wants to stay in Wales forever (and I may move here one day) the spirit is not being told to stay. I would love to finish the course, but that's not what I've been led to do yet.

God, this saddens me that I can't stay. I pray that You will send someone to finish the work that needs to be done in the church. I pray that they will acknowledge the battle that must be faught here. May they see what must be done. I pray for Lewis. Father, keep calling to him. He's so close. Give Robert and I the words to say. Speak thru us. I love you more and more. The more I learn about You the more I'm falling in love with You. Thank You for loving me like You do. Thank You for never leaving me. Thank You for loving me for who I am. Bless those who are praying for us. Thank You for showing me that they give to You and not to me, because it is all about You. Thank You for easing the growing pains. Thank You for the comforting You've given me. Show me what I'm to do here, and what I'm to do with my life. Father, send my helpmate that You have for me. Open my eyes to see him when You send him. For now Your love and comfort is all I need. Your grace is sufficient for me. I love you Father!!! Reveal Yourself to me.

~Stella