it was pitch dark as i made way out of the village. the big black expanse above me was filled with stars, but no moon in sight to guide me on my way. torches had long ago burned out.

no flash light, no cell phone light. just two eyes, filled with wonder and a satisfied heart. a heart so full of joy and excitement that it didn't matter that i couldn't see the trail.

as i felt my way in the dark, the sound of singing grew faint and distant. God was smiling. i could feel it.

i balanced over 3 skinny logs, careful not to fall in the creek. up the steep, slippery hill of steps that had been cut from the dirt.

as i turned right and headed in the direction of the little market, i sensed God's pleasure. it had been a good day. i heard the words in my head, "this is what you were made to do". what was "this"?

i felt like a little girl. hopping and skipping along. a hop and a skip that hadn't been there in a long time. if ever.