My thoughts are a jumbled mess these days. I start writing and keep erasing because what I write is not exactly what I want to say. I want to be able to communicate so many things, but it ends up sounding like my thoughts are all running together.
I want you to know the people who are becoming so close to our hearts even though you’re far away. I want you to ache with sadness for them as they are completely caught up in a lifestyle and religion that gives them no hope and no peace. I want you to hurt like me when you see them beating their wives and children, when they lie and steal. There’s so many things I can’t adequately describe. (more…)
Steve and Casey Cretsinger Experiencing Tribal Missions in Guinea, W. Africa 
