Dreams

(Platanos are like bananas, but starchier, and not as sweet. They are also delicious for breakfast when pan fried in butter, sprinkled with a little bit of suger, and then covered in heavy cream.)

I dreamed about Guatemala last night.

It was nice.

I don't usually remember my dreams, so it was an especially meaningful gift to get to wake up still smelling the fried platanos, and with the laughter of the people we met there ringing in my ears.

It makes me hungry spiritually for the experiences I know we have waiting there.

God is so good to us.