"We listen to what hidden longing for a mysterious street
is in us: I have my life over there
my life that caravans made then went on their way,
and here I have my life as my bread's worth
and my questions about a destiny a passing present
tortures, and I have a beautiful chaotic tomorrow...
So let love be an unknown, and
the unknown a kind of love..." -M. Darwish
Thank you to those who have kept up with me over the last two years while I've served in Honduras. Your prayers and kind words have been far too important in my life to describe.
Ben Heath
