Do have heroes in your life? I do. And most of them are people that are willing to do amazing things because they obey the call of an amazing God. To me, when you recognize that all that you have and are is for God and his kingdom building purposes, you're on your way to herodom in my book.
This past Tuesday, my cousin Michele, her husband, and their three kids arrived in the USA after a three day flight from Africa. They serve in Mozambique and are here in the States for a short furlough. It's true: her family is on my list of heroes.
Michele's sister and my cousin, Kristi, and her boys spent some time at our home while Michele and her family attended meetings and appointments with their sending agency, SIM. Annalyse spent some time getting to know Judah a little better. I think she's already showing signs of motherly-bossiness.
Thank goodness for cheap and loud places to eat, like Ci-Ci's Pizza. My cousin and her family were excited to have greasy pizza again, and everyone else was excited to let the kids run and play while we ate and caught up. I really thought I took several pictures while we were eating dinner, but now that I've gone back and looked through my pictures, I apparently only took this one! I guess my focus was on a couple other things - namely my whining four year old and trying to talk amidst the chaos.
Doh! Then we remembered we didn't have towels or a change of clothes. It was okay though, because we were making memories and too busy laughing at our crazy kids to care that much.
At one point, my cousins and I looked at each other almost bewildered as if to say, "Seriously, how did this mess happen?! How did we suddenly acquire nine little people?!"
These two brown-haired beauties are way more than just my cousins. They are my friends. My special friends. And, in many ways, they are my heroes, too.