It was dark purple in colour. It could have been a cloud formation and held
no particular beauty or interest, but Gladys stared at it until the colour had
shredded out of the sky and the dark bank of land was swallowed by the
night.
That was China.
An amazing friend of mine recently bought me a copy of "The Small Woman" by Alan Burgess. It tells the story of the inspiring journey of Gladys Aylward, a woman who loved God and loved China and gave her life for both. Although I'm only four chapters into the book, it's already calmed me about my trip, and given me this amazing sense of peace in knowing this is what God wants me to do.
It's a good feeling.
An update on recent happenings is definately on it's way. In the meantime, thanks for all your thoughts and prayers. They are so appreciated.
She believed that every mile forward was a mile towards China.
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