London to Mozambique (Africa). I don’t think it can get much different than that.
*Four layers of clothes to one layer. picture taken at the mall in London
*Tap water to bottle water.
*Tube to school bus, possible tractor.
*Frozen room to sleep in to mosquito invested tent.
*Fish and chips to rice and rice.
*London Fog to the MozambiqueBLAZIN sun.
*Dew to dust.
*A place where hearts are stone to a place where hearts are thirsty.
I am going to
miss London. They need to
know that Christ is alive. I have heard Mozambique is thriving and hungry for the Lord. Why is it that people with so little, see the greatest gift they can ever receive? Their dependency is not on things but on the strongest foundation existing. This is where JOY is birthed. I pray for London’s eyes to be opened to the things that are everlasting and not so temporary. I pray for crazy miracles in Mozambique.
Whether hungry or cold, the human race is all thirsting for something.
We serve a God who quenches. May they receive in abundance.
