Some time ago, I wrote about how God has given me different eyes to see with here in Kazakhstan. When I lived here in 2005, I “saw” with different eyes, I really didn’t see the beauty of the land.
Yesterday, I was driving home from Astana (around 200 km) and about half way I notices some hills (maybe mountains???) of to the east. They were covered in white from the recent snows. As I continued to journey south to Karaganda I kept marveling at them. I wondered how I had never seen them…
God really has given me new eyes in which to see Kazakhstan. I am blessed…
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