Africa.
I’ve only been here a week and my heart is pumping like crazy.
We arrived at our ministry location three days ago.
Once we were debriefed, our contact asked if we’d like him to show us around town.
I wasn’t going to go, but I think God knew I was supposed to.
He ended up showing us the church.
From the streets we could hear children laughing and shouting:
“Mzungu! Mzungu!”
When we arrived, babies were lining the walls.
I’m sorry, did Jesus come back?
I was lost.
Still am.
When I’m around children, my heart sinks.
They have so much to teach us.
Time stands still when I get to run around with them.
God gave me a supernatural energy,
And I have a feeling he’ll continue to.
I can’t help but exert more than is physically possible for me.
I wanna run until we all fall asleep.
I wanna dance with them until the sun goes down.
I wanna swing them around and around until I’m so dizzy my head spins.
When the babies come around,
I’m not thinking about anything else.
It’s almost not possible to think of anything except the joy that I’m feeling.
Children have the ability to shift atmospheres and change attitudes
just by being their carefree selves.
I don’t ever wanna grow up.
And I don’t ever wanna leave these babies.
🙂
