Some days being a missionary is harder than others...some days one of your kids might show up crying out in pain and trembling with fear because he was stabbed with a knife by his brother the night before. Some days are just hard. These are the days that even more than others, I am beyond thankful to have a safe place for these kids. A place where they will tell us what is going on. A place where they don't have to hide their emotions and feelings. A place where they can grow and most importantly feel loved. Thankful for our mission house and praying safety over our kids today. #missionaryatheart
Some days are hard....
