“The afternoon sun beats down on the fields and upon thousands of tiny silver roofs surrounding Nairobi. Massive rivers are scattered throughout. The foothills of small mountains stand in the distance. Africa…it begins.”
-jotted on my itouch while flying in on Jan. 3rd
Africa has surpassed my presupposed adventure in every way attainable.
Contracting malaria in Iringa Town, white water rafting on the Nile, spotting a pride of lions in Ruaha National Park, preaching to gigantic congregations, visiting mass genocide graves in Rwanda, buzzing through Kigali on a motorcycle, biking on the island of Zanzibar, running down roads lined with palm trees, sunrises that surpassed all sunrises and the list goes on and on and on…
In addition to all of the thrills that Africa offers, I’ve seen the Holy Spirit move more than ever. If there was ever a time I wanted to live my life for Him, it is now. The things I’ve seen and experienced these past three months are etched in my mind.
Most of the circumstances have been difficult. And these difficult things have shown me true beauty. It is truly indisputable that light PIERCES through darkness. Sometimes I have doubted, but He has always proved Himself faithful.
"And I am here – – where it seemed most impossible to come. Praise be to God that He would choose me to come on this great adventure."
–journal entry, Jan. 3rd
And now I’m departing this thrilling continent…sad to go, but ready… I’m anxious for the next chapter. Leaving for Bangkok in three days.
HERE is a wonderful Uganda re-cap by Stephanie. Enjoy!
