God Resides in the Most Humble of Places

There is no air conditioning here--I eat the same cereal every breakfast, and have last night's dinner leftovers for every lunch. The drinking water is straight from the tap, and is ALWAYS room temp if not warmer, and most of the food we get has either just expired or is bulk flow over. I have not had a chip, cookie or anything resembling a snack since I've been here (except for bread and apples.) I miss paper towels and napkins more than ANYTHING! I haven't seen any yet. But as Nanny told me: "I went to Australia, not Heaven."
Although I know God lives in my heart-- I'm pretty sure he has a vacation home in Oz, and it's called Lewis House.

The dining room! The kitchen. ( I spend heaps of time here)

The Hub. (Just to hang out-- we never do, it gets too hot)

My bedroom! (Bottom bunk is mine- notice how the sun shines directly through the window. Lovely.)

Lewis House: aka my aussie home.