{"id":16757,"date":"2016-11-11T06:00:00","date_gmt":"2016-11-11T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/todayslegacy.wordpress.com\/?p=16757"},"modified":"2016-11-11T06:00:00","modified_gmt":"2016-11-11T11:00:00","slug":"one","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/todayslegacy.net\/index.php\/2016\/11\/11\/one\/","title":{"rendered":"One"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It has been a month, today. It still hits me when we round certain corners and bends in the road. It still feels surreal.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"  wp-image-16787 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/todayslegacy.files.wordpress.com\/2016\/11\/img_7321.jpg\" alt=\"img_7321\" width=\"496\" height=\"373\" \/><\/p>\n<p>We actually live here. Like for real.<\/p>\n<p>The dust is still settling in many ways. Sometimes we can still see it swirling. Sometimes it feels like it has settled.<\/p>\n<p>We&#8217;re newborns here. But that&#8217;s not a bad thing. It&#8217;s just a fact.<\/p>\n<p>The world outside of our gate still feels so foreign. And yet so much like home.<\/p>\n<p>The noises are becoming more familiar. The business of the street, the sweeping of the yard at 5am. The neighbor&#8217;s rooster. Sometimes we don&#8217;t even hear it now.<\/p>\n<p>We&#8217;re still just becoming acquainted. Hannah standing at the window, initiating a conversation with our guard. The\u00a0verbage ends at the greeting&#8217;s end. Nothing more to say. So they just stand there. And smile. And poke the screen. My heart is warm that our guard just stands there. Poking each others&#8217; hands in a little quiet game. They both are still invested in the conversation.\u00a0Words are currently optional.<\/p>\n<p>One step at a time.<\/p>\n<p>We walk the neighborhood sometimes in the afternoon conversation time. It&#8217;s still a distant world for me. Language barriers are real and yet so is friendliness. Our block feels less foreign. And the Chinese store down the road. And that one patch of sidewalk at the marginal.<\/p>\n<p>One step at a time.<\/p>\n<p>In some ways a month feels like an accomplishment. Like some large amount of time. And then I remember a month of Eden, Hannah, Abi and Rachael. How we still didn&#8217;t know them. But we knew them so much more than their familiar movements en utero. It&#8217;s like that here. Just getting to know you, Mozambique. Nice to make your acquaintance. We&#8217;re still studying you. I feel like we&#8217;ll be studying you for a very long time yet. For years. Maybe even decades.<\/p>\n<p>See, we actually live here, though it may be hard to believe at times. This is more than just a mission. This is our home. We&#8217;re not here to make people a project. We&#8217;re here to build friendships. Friendships we pray will last a lifetime. We&#8217;re not just here to pick up language, but to encourage others and learn from them. To start a conversation over a cup of tea and stop that conversation when the Father directs. We&#8217;re not just leaving our shoes at the door, we&#8217;re taking them off at the entrance and putting them away. There is no quick escape in heart investment. In life investments hat are fueled by the Father.<\/p>\n<p>We don&#8217;t want to embrace the challenge and the heartache, but we will and we do. See, you can&#8217;t just isolate stuff. Accept all the good and not the challenge. It will happen anywhere. Sure there are easier things in other places. But that doesn&#8217;t always make them better or even worse. It just makes them different. And yet strangely the same.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"  wp-image-16788 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/todayslegacy.files.wordpress.com\/2016\/11\/img_7323.jpg\" alt=\"img_7323\" width=\"511\" height=\"384\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Yeah, the dust is still settling. That bend in the road still feels surreal. But it&#8217;s\u00a0what You have for us, Father. The real surreal that is slowly becoming home.<\/p>\n<p>Open us, Father.<\/p>\n<p>We are willing.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It has been a month, today. It still hits me when we round certain corners and bends in the road. It still feels surreal. We actually live here. Like for real. The dust is still settling in many ways. Sometimes we can still see it swirling. Sometimes it feels like it has settled. 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