On Returning Home

So, I'm in Ghana.  God is good.  The flights--9 hours to London, 6 to Accra.  The bags have been retrieved, and the rooms have been booked.  As I sit here, yearning for sleep, I am reminded of the grace of God, of of His mercy, which is a kind of grace.  I am challenged to be all that God wnats me to be in the coming months, and to settle for nothing less than the fullness that comes from increasing maturity in Jesus, Christ.

This place is home.  The reason: I have a place to lay my head and be with my family.  I even have my own room.  Lovely days lie ahead.

I'm expecting to teach young people and Youth leaders.  My passion remains on the topic of identity, and my purpose on this earth is to challenge Christians with the meaning and significance of having their identity rooted in Christ, so that they will be challenged either to accept of reject the abundant life to which God has called all people.  I hope to be forthcoming more than once a week--perhaps twice will do, but we shall see.  Live in Love. Do it.