A tea drinker in a coffee drinking world----that can prove problematic sometimes. Even inhospitable.
Irrational ailurophobia.
An "old lady" chosen to speak and teach.
Second guessing. Questioning.
These frailties continue to pop up. Robbing me of my joy of warm memories of a land and people who touched my heart.
Frail-TEAs----a cuppa served from the pit, if not used for His glory.
Praises for a BIG cuppa Turkish tea in my special "gift" from those who accepted me with all my frailties and loved me for who I am in Him. Served with remembering MP's quote made it all the sweeter. (Psalm 90:14)
