Lately my mind and heart have been longing to be in Italy..
Maybe this desire comes from me being Italian.
Yet, it is quite silly since I've only recently discovered that.. and I wasn't raised by an Italian...
But its got me thinking, why have I always loved italian food? Always wanted to go on a gondola ride? Been facinated with Italian archtecture? Loved the language? Adored the rich culture and history??
maybe I'm just crazy, well more crazy then the normal, but isn't it a beautiful place???
Perhaps this desire and my desire to plant churches where there aren't many and my love for Jesus means.. well maybe I'm getting a little ahead of myself!
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