Well, I went to France and it was amazing!  God's people there are hungry for His love and excited about what He does. They therefore are full of His love- gracious, kind, quick to pray and appreciative of what He says and does.  The wholehearted worship resounded throughout  every place we went, whether a home church, little outdoor cafe, or the stone chapel in the country. And every place that His people lifted up their hearts with their voices,  He came. "God inhabits the praises of His people."
And where He came, Love was poured out, to us and through us to to each other.  And as God is love, that love went out of the doors of the church as we went- sharing prayers, blessings, His word, and salvation.
 I'm feeling frustrated over the  photos I haven't yet been able to download, and was waiting for that to write.  But as my school year began at break-neck pace 2 days after my return and hasn't let up, I felt a need to follow up and not let my blog die.
Just to say, I never thought I would love France, but I saw the beauty of it this time. The beauty in the fields and gardens and little local bakeries.  And most of all in the  people I met.   I'm sure I will always carry  them in my heart.