Just arrived home from almost three weeks in West Africa. The homeward journey took over 40 hours.
The internet was either down or sloooow in Liberia, something about a lightening strike.
I'm a news and email junkie. Ever since 9/11 I wake up in the morning and wonder, Is the world still there? Then I go and check the papers online, and get drawn into reading emails, and that leads to work.
Liberia breathed life into my relationship with God. I slowed down. No internet fix to begin each day. I walked, I prayed, I studied the Scriptures. No TV to distract me at night. I even read some Charles Dickens.
Now I'm back in Oz, online, checking email, and writing this blog post . . . oops.