Sometimes my heart speaks a language that my head doesn't understand. The rhythm of my heartbeat gives signals to my brain to say something, to sing, to breath more deeply or to just pray! Those signals however are not always clear to me in how to give my heart a voice. Sometimes there are no words and it is just my heart wanting to scream out something. ANYTHING!
Here in Kenya I am living with a family that speaks the language of their heart, which is WORSHIP! They praise God for who he is and they are a family who truly lives in his love. I have the privilege of living with this family for a month and to soak up the many words of wisdom that is given to me through the mom of the house "Merry."
Everything about this place I love! The air is crisp, the clouds are big, white and fluffy. The people are extremely passionate about God and life. The children literally run into my arms and scream, "How are you?" As I pass them by on my morning runs through the Nakuru National park. I see gazelles, monkeys, and wildebeests in the distance every time I am on my runs and in these moments I seriously cannot believe that this is my life.
This is by far the most beautiful place I have been to so far on the Race!
The two weeks I have been in Africa I can honestly say that I am falling more in love with who God is and the people he created! These black children are ADORABLE! I might not have enough restraint to not take a kid home with me.
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About my heart, it is upright in worship!
Psalm 145:1-3 "I will exalt you, my God the king, I will praise your name for ever and ever. Every day I will praise you and extol your name for ever and ever. Great is the Lord and most worthy of praise; his greatness no one can fathom."
I am so thankful for where I am! God is creating beautiful things here in Kenya!
