You've probably never heard of them. God's poppers are what I'm affectionately calling the people that keep popping up to help me with Russ during our travels. I stand by the car gearing myself up to lift his 13 kilo wheelchair into the trunk of car and out of nowhere someone will pop over to do it for me. It's been amazing.
We've had wonderful times with relatives and friends. Russ' sister and husband even built a ramp up to their home.
Tomorrow we anticipate the beginning of our mission conference followed by our much anticipated trip to Maine for our son's wedding.
This four-week trip to the US is a challenge, but God's poppers are making it very doable. We're grateful.
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