And Let There Be Love

    

 

 

 

 

 Well the month is almost over, so I figured I should blog about it at least once haha But really, it has been my favorite month yet (I know, I know.. I say that every month, but this time I really mean it!). It's definitely had it's sour spots sprinkled in between the overwhelming joy but still, I know I will look back on my time here in Kenya with great fondness.   

 

    It all started when we got off the plane from Europe and stepped onto the red dirt of Africa. My heart was quite literally overflowing with pure joy and I cried when I saw my favorite African trees, I cried again when I heard their voices speak, and then I cried yet again when we arrived at Challenge Farm and all the children sang "Caribuni – Welcome" to us. Geez, I guess I'm discovering I'm more emotional than I thought haha. The first thought I had when all this ridiculous crying was going on was, "Only a good and faithful God can provide the way, the supporters, and the passion in my heart to come back to this place that makes me feel so at home." And it's true. 

 

    The theme God told me for this month could not have been more fitting for my emotional cry-fests: LOVE. 

    

   Here at Challenge Farm, we have been playing with the kids, tutoring, counseling, taking pictures/videos, preaching, teaching guitar, making jewelry. basically anything just to spend some time with them and love on em'. 

 

The photos above are of our Kenyan house, the hut where our very missed squad leader Jake stayed, some of the sweet girls here, and a picture of myself with two adorable boys from a slum we visited. 

 

   I think the main thing I've learned through getting to know these kids and hearing their terrible stories about their pasts and how by the grace of God they were placed at Challenge Farm, is that I may not always understand the "why" of their lives – but I can love them.

I can't go back in time, rescue them from the dad who raped them, stop the mom who sold them on the street or make the brother react when he witnessed his baby sister be abused. 

 

    God hasn't called me to be their healer, nor to have all the answers to fix their problems and explain the evil in the world. He has called me to love them as He loves us, and that I can do. To show them through our actions His love and faithfulness, and that GOD IS ALWAYS GOOD. 

  He always has been, still is, and always will be. 

 

 

So THANK YOU supporters for helping me get here and for all the future joyful cries I'm sure I will have on the rest of my journey. I am fully funded and so humbled! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!