Trees of Transition

Franklin received some sketch books as a gift and he is putting them to good use.

6.12.12 - The tree Franklin drew on our flight from Knoxville. 

On the back, he wrote, "How I felt leaving everything..."

6.13.12 - Franklin's drawing on our first day of arrival in Ghana.

6.14.12 - Franklin's drawing yesterday.

Franklin's heart always pours out of his drawings.  I think the Lord is preparing him to blossom here.  May the Lord help us all to grow and flourish in the new soil of this new land.

He is like a tree

planted by streams of water

that yields its fruit in its season,

and its leaf does not wither.

In all that he does, he prospers.

Psalm 1:3