Anyway, after two really tough days and a lot of homesickness, I had a great day yesterday.
We went upstairs and were able to take a few photos by the window in Emma's room. Emma died in that room and Kim shared some very
personal stories of the events that took place there. I was in awe about the whole experience. Emma had to have shed many tears as she watched dear friends leave to head West. What an amazing woman! We also went to the top floor that still has the original brick walls. It was really neat. We took a few pictures there too. There is a really cute picture of Logan and my friend Karen in a window. From the window you can see the Homestead. I would have posted it,
but I cut Logan's chin off in the picture. Sorry, Logan! There are some beautiful views from the window's of that home. You can see the Mississippi and just imagine what it was like to watch the Saints cross that cold, cold river. What courage it took. I have decided that I don't have much courage, but am learning to have more each and every day that I am here.
This is a picture of Logan with a wall mural of Lewis Bidiman and Emma. It was a great day! When we got home it was just getting dark and the yard wad filled with tons of fire flies. That is one of my favorite parts of being here in the summer...fireflies. They just make me happy. That is one of the little lessons I have learned here...no matter what, no matter how hard the day was, the fireflies still light up at night. They shine no matter what. I want to be like the fireflies, no matter what I want to shine. I want the Lord to be able to count on my light every day.
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