Mexico and England

I am so proud of my friends today. All of them!

We have watched our dear friend fight a hard battle that many would claim ungodly. Or at least un-good-Christan-wifely. But when you hear the word of God speak to your heart, you cannot deny that experience. Did it not seem ungodly for Hosea to marry a prostitute? Twice? Did it not seem ungodly for Jesus to heal on the Sabbath? Only if you don't know what they know.

Our friend knew. She is from a beautiful Mexican heritage and her husband's parents are both from England. British. Mexican. And today we celebrated a victory between them that seemed as unlikely as a Mexican tea party.

Viva the tea! And long-live women and friendships that fight good battles.