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We hit the Bukidnon Road this week and heated Abbie's wheels (mom's birthday car--a white Avanza), her first long trip loaded us:

Some deets:
Dvo-CDO (6hrs): We spoke at the Summit that Ptr Nove setup for his network, Monday night-Tue morning; CDO-Malaybalay (2hrs), another speaking engagement with the Four Square Leaders (one of the features I love about the G12 Vision, it unites the Body of Christ! *wink*), their 50th Year, Tue night-Wed afternoon; Malaybalay-Valencia City (45min)---@LPZ, Cell Leaders' Summit. Thu AM: headed home. wheeeew!

*Bukidnon so cold, food so healthy! Wee! Val-Dvo (4hrs)---BCC finally!

It was quite a trip. Papaps, on the wheels the whole time. Mamams, beaning (to keep our driver and boss--haha--awake). I managed to let the hours pass with a lot of singing-along and talking to God (sweetest part!)--not much sleep this time. I was visited with a lot of thoughts--God's faithfulness to our family, the ministry, my parents, me, the relatives, news, years ahead, friends... oh how they come in beautiful random causing me to well up--unusually. I grabbed my Supergirl shirt and covered my face--kunwari, tulog! I couldn't stop. Things are weighty and altogether light. Even in the silence of my guests, sweet tears graced my weariness and my Joy, my questions and my Answer, my confusion and my Assurance, my fears and my Faith, my hopes and my Love---unifying them at one time.

Haaaay.

I was told women cry for many reasons, and for no reason at all. When does one become a woman? Is it at twenty-seven, or when she learns to cry?