My brother came crying asking for the scar on his back to go away along with the pain it brings.
My sister wants freedom from the past.
We look for the gold dust.
We wait for the lights to come on.
We place the bottle caps against the walls.
We rebuke distractions.
I came crying for the bone infection to stay away.
Thank you, Africa. We truly have a bittersweet relationship at the present moment, but the sweetness will outweigh it all. Here's the thing that I found out these past two months:
I have authority. To accept the ownership of what He did for us and how to walk faithfully in that is blowing my mind, y'all. This month in Tanzania wasn't filled with nonstop hut to hut ministry, but ministry within our team. To be surrounded by 5 other people who will sit up for hours to pray for their brother and have faith that it will happen. To be with those 5 people who will sneak to the church at night to pray for their sister and stand at all 4 corners to protect her. To be with those 5 people who will pray for God's light to fill us up. To be with those 5 people who will secretly sneak a peek at their hands seeking out the gold dust. To be with those 5 people who will hold the bottle caps up to the wall and slowly pull their finger away to see if it'll stay up. To be with those 5 people who will rebuke the distractions for one another. To be with 5 people who will pray for my injury to subside.
I love my team with all of my heart. Even when downtime seems to eat you alive and you get frustrated, I love my team. I have 5 other people who want to see Kingdom come down, to see Jesus in the eyes of those they're around, to see healing, miracles, to know that any and everything is possible because He gave us authority.
Thank you – Tyler, Charlie, Diane, Bryan, and Lo
Thank you for diving in and choosing to dive in further.
Thank you..once again, Africa. You've opened my eyes more than I knew they ever could.
