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Home Sweet Home


I'm home at last. This is my smiling face hugging my Dad as I stepped off of the plane after 30 plus hours of traveling. I was huddled in a blanket, remembering the chill of a Northern California winter as I now cover my African sun kissed arms from the 42 F air. But it feels like Holidays and the warmth of love and laughter from family and friends fills my heart and I am happy. May the Holiday season bring you reason to celebrate the wonderful gifts in your life. May you praise the name of our Savior, Jesus Christ, knowing that He has offered the best gift of all, salvation and life everlasting in His name.
All My Love,
Gennavieve

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  1. jamescfredomMonday, December 31, 2012

    Greetings Gennavieve, a pleasure to have shared this experience. Home is a good place to land. It amazes me how our Father allows us to travel the world to see how His wonders extend into the lives of others. Humility abounds! Peace and joy on the next phase of your Life's Journey! James & Angela.

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