Blessings from afar...

So, I've been a little behind in my blogging, however, I have one story that just can't wait any longer. I received a huge blessing last week that everyone should know about. ..... A couple weeks ago I received a rather random email from one of my middle school teachers, Mrs. Melinda Upchurch. I have not seen or talked to Mrs. Upchurch in what seems like an eternity. But that day I opened up my email and there she was! Not only did she let me know how excited she was that I was in Kenya, but that she was coming to Kenya in a few days! How bizarre can you get! It seemed so unreal to me, that I even got on facebook to verify this was who I was thinking it was. Sure enough, Mrs. Upchurch was coming to Kenya with a team from Celebration Church in my home area. I was shocked. What are the odds?! Of course, she was excited to bring me something from home so I started compiling a list. What started as "oh, maybe just some chocolate," ended up being an entire carry-on suitcase. Why? Because she met up with my mom. My mom called me randomly one day as I was trying to buy a car and wanted to know what I wanted Mrs. Upchurch to bring me. I was a little preoccupied, so I started naming very random items. Mom, meanwhile, was digging through my drawers back home trying to find the said random items. She got them to Mrs. Upchurch and Mrs. Upchurch got to Kenya. It was a little confusing trying to set up a time to meet, considering her team was not staying in Nairobi. However, after many emails and a couple confusing phone calls, she showed up at my school at the end of 7th period with 2 more familiar faces (I haven't seen since high school), and a total of 5 familiar accents. I was so shocked and blessed to see them stride into my classroom suitcase in tow! There were lots of hugs and hellos, pictures snapping like they were paparazzi, and a general air of happiness. I could not believe these people were here, with "goods" from home, and lovely comforting accents. I never thought I would enjoy hearing the East Tennesse hick accent as much as I did. It was such a comfort to see familiar faces, hear them talk, get hugs like I was their long lost friend, and just feel loved. The team unfortunately could not stay but a few minutes. They had a plane to catch. I reluctantly walked them to their bus, told the rest of the team thank you, and said goodbye. When I returned to my classroom, I excitedly opened my suitcase to find sweaters, sweatpants, jackets, my missing Nalgene water bottle, my favorite straw, some left behind tea, and a wide assortment of beautiful candy. Thank you Mom, thank you Mrs. Upchurch. When I finally stole away to the teacher's work room, I found another lovely surprise in my box. A package!!! I got a package from a wonderful supporter in my mom's Sunday school class. Man do I feel loved. I received a perfect journal in the mail with a sweet card. God is way too good to me. Could life get any better? I submit that it cannot.