i've been putting off blogging for long enough. there are things that need to be said, about where i'm at and where i'm headed. i need to get people on board and give them a vision for what's next. i need to update you, dear reader, on the happenings of my life. i need to explain myself. i need to raise support in order to continue working here at adventures in missions, towards an ultimate end goal of moving to africa in january.
but instead…
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i'm on youtube trying to learn how to play guitar*.
it seems that i keep coming to this place of being torn about blogging. i hate how blogging is a place where i get to write all about me…yet it's enticing for an external processor. it's a fine line between narcissm and catharsis**. it makes me uncomfortable that i have to write blogs about raising support and asking for you to give financially. i would much rather sit down and have coffee with you, express my passions and my desires, sharing a piece of His heart that was given to me. but, unfortunately, that's not quite possible. unless you live in or will be visiting the state of georgia. or, unless you would like to have a skype date (we can drink coffee at the same time and call it a coffee date.) i would love to do either***!
truth is, God told me that something big was going to happen for when i came back after my four month stint in africa. truth is, God doesn't lie.
so here i am persuing what i feel the Lord was speaking about: remember that team that i jumped on board with for the last month in kenya****? well, the possibility of joining that team for a year beginning in january has presented itself! i'm now working with adventures in missions in gainesville, georgia, completing an apprenticeship with the intentions of joining the kenya initiative team in january 2012.
that's the story, as of now. i want you, dear reader, to be part of this journey. i want you to partner with me on this. but not just this. i want you to partner with me on everything. because if my future proves to be anything like my past, then kenya is just a part of the story. our story.
much Love.
*not sure which is more difficult: trying to formulate my million confetti thoughts into three neat paragraphs or trying to play d chord with two crooked, not fully healed fingers.
**big words, i know. i googled the definitions.
***phone dates work as well! i would just love to connect with you, dear reader.
