My other home, Liberia!

So heading back to Liberia I had a good idea of what to expect. I remembering on our flight coming into Monrovia what was ahead of me. I remember getting off the plane and going through customs without a problem. Then I walked through a door to pick up my bags and there was complete craziness. People every where going for their bags. I went into the mass of people to retrieve our teams bags. I am not going to lie this was making me feel a little tense. This was not how it was for the other two trips that I had been on. We got our bags without a problem but the tense feeling was present. I walked out the door and there was one of the boys that stays with us, Mitch. And he gave me this big hug and I just felt all my anxiety from the bags just melt away. It was a feeling that I was in a familiar spot. Seems kind of crazy that a tall boy from the suburbs of Minneapolis could feel at home in Liberia, Africa. Its crazy how God works.

When we got to the orphanage my relationship with the kids picked up right where it left off. The best part and one thing that I will never forget was my relationship with Isaac. He was a young man that I had the pleasure of getting to meet in my past two trips. One night Isaac was at the house just hanging out and he comes to me and says, "Lets read, you read me your favorite Bible story and I will read you mine." We sat down that night and Isaac read me the parable of the prodigal son and I read him Shadrak, Meschak and Abednigo. It quickly turned into one of my favorite times of the day, when I got to sit down and read the bible with Isaac. This went on every evening until we left. I really enjoy Isaac and he is growing into a wonderful man of God.

Those are a few of the things that really hit me and stuck with me through the trip.

Isaac & Tony

                 Thanks for reading.  Tony Mueller