Four years ago, I walked these streets. 
 
 
The day I left my heart wasn’t ready to go. Excited to see family and friends again,
something felt unsettled, unfinished. 
 
 
It had been a whirlwind of a summer. My heart hadn’t felt that alive…ever.
 
 
My heart ached for more. Yet, I
left feeling so confused. Sure that this
was where God had called me to for this season in my life, but unsure as to
why.
 
I returned home, and eventually got back to the normal routine of
things, started back to school, started back working, and on to whatever was
next.    There has been days over the
last few years, where something will happen, or someone will cross my path, and
it will immediately jog my memory, and I will instantly be back walking the
streets of Kenya.
 
And even then, I’d tell myself, it’s a one in a million chance I’d ever
return.
 
 
But we serve a God of one
and a million
 

Last week our plane touched down in Kenya. And I walked the streets again, that I once
walked four years ago. 

 
 
*******This month, I am spending
the month with Team Wreckonciled. We are
living in Eldoret, Kenya. We are serving
alongside a ministry and church called Releasing Destiny.   Their hopes and vision lies in healing the
broken-hearted and seeing people walk into their destiny. The church was helped founded by a previous
World Race team a year ago. Our hopes
this month are to continue to press into the ministry here, while also
investing in the community surrounding it. 
 
 
We are living more primitive this
month, as in World Race fashion, and very much already loving it here. I will update you again next week with what
all has been going on since we arrived to Kenya. Thank you for your continued support and prayers. Missing you all back home and praying for
you. I ask that you still keep our squad
in your prayers. <3