This past weekend was such a joy. A visit to Miami ( of Ohio ) for a joint baby shower for Jord and I, and some really wonderful quality time with friends. Although I would have died to spend more time with any one of these people, the weekend still didn't feel rushed or manufactured. Each time I go back to Oxford, I'm amazed by how much my heart feels at "home." Not that it doesn't feel at home other places. It does. I love my home now. My life with my husband and my family and our church, which are all more than I had hoped or imagined. I just think there's something so special about being in a place where you grew so much. Spiritually and emotionally, the Lord used this place and these people to teach me a whole stinking lot. The minute I drive down High Street, the minute I walk into Kofenya - it's like my body takes a deep breath. It prepares to learn and grow. It opens up and eases. It soaks in every...