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A story and a quote keeps recurring to me this evening. A story of two missionaries who went to a distant country for missionary work. They returned to their country after years and on landing they saw a huge crowd. The man said to his wife 'wow all these people have come to welcome us'. But no, the president of that country who had gone on a hunting expedition was returning,and the people were there for him.
No one had come to meet the two missionaries.
The man sunk into a depressed mood. Looked up to heaven and said 'God nobody came to welcome us'
He heard in his spirit 'Don't worry son you are not home yet '.
The quote that recurs is ' everything you do, do it as unto the Lord'.
You are not alone. You are not forgotten. One day it will make sense.

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