Most people have two sides of the family. I have three. The Raguis adopted a lonely missionary in the Philippines and have loved me like another son. I can't really put into words their impact on my life, but if you can imagine laughs that taste like mangoes, hugs that warm like the perfect chili spice and love like the neverending dishes at a Filipino potluck, you might a taste of their fellowship. And I'm stuffed on it.
2 comments:
adobo love! :)
What an AWESOME picture...both visually and written. We need to have more of these:)
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