To update everyone the trip to Sudan did not work out at this time.  So I am just praying into what will be next on the horizon!
 Here is something I recently wrote called Wait:
 

I can no longer settle for a silver
medal. A heart of gold he’ll hold. I’m not going to fold. Once
thought I had to try it on like different shirts. Get the feet wet
in order to be met. But, He’s told me I will know. It will be
like a fireworks show. Spirit won’t feel low. But, will soar and
together there will be more. My ring finger carries an invisible
band. Because I’m already holding his hand. In the spirit I’ve
been bound and now I’m just waiting to be found. Our paths to meet
as following God go our feet. No more advice about just roll the
dice. Set my sights too high you cry. Well, bye bye because I was
made to fly. I’ve been changed. I no longer want to play that
game. A gentleman he’ll be with eyes for only me. He’s going
to be a man, He’ll know how to stand. I don’t want any
counterfeits, or just a little bit. No I want what was made to fit.
For in my heart lies a space for his place. So as I wait, I’m not
going to be the enemy’s bait. Live life and don’t believe the
world’s hype. It’s not true, it will leave you feeling blue. So
I let my hand be in the first gentleman’s as together we walk and
in the classroom of love with chalk he writes as my heart goes light,
I love you.

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