I closed my eyes and felt the warm breeze. I could feel the sand underneath me as I dug my feet deep within it. Warmth. The perfect temperature seemed to just engulf me.
I was tired. Exhausted. Completely drained of all energy. It had been a long winter in China.
Now, as I sat on a beach in Vietnam, every burden seemed to be flying away from my shoulders.
Nine underground churches to work with. Classes to teach. Bible studies to do. People coming to and also rejecting God. My phone was bugged and I was being watched each and every day. I was tired. Emotionally tired. I missed seeing my family. In fact, I had just missed my little sister's wedding.