“Furlough”
We’re packing tonight. Tomorrow, we load up the car and head to the Hoosier State, with a short stop in Louisville to visit a friend of the family who had a massive stroke (he’s only 20 or 21 years old!).
Since we’ve been doing some prayer and financial support raising, and the Tri-Cities really is a mission field, you could almost call this our first “furlough.”
Maybe not, but it makes me chuckle a little bit.