As I sit down to write this blog there is a song that is playing in my soul.
I will bring praise, I will bring praise
No weapon formed against me shall remain
I will rejoice, I will declare
God is my victory and He is here.
God has been calling me out since Thailand. He has been asking me to make Him my only strength. He has been pushing me to move, act, and speak from the place of His love and grace. And I am slowly learning. As the plane touched down in Nairobi, Kenya, He has spoken that this is the month. Now is the time and season that I will be learning His strength like never before. As I gain His strength, the song that I wrote before will become true of me. No weapon will be able to take me down as I praise Him and learn the truth of my place in His heart.
We are living in the country this month. Right outside of a city named Kitale. We shower using buckets and are learning to fetch our own water. We are learning how to make the foods that are so delicious and we walk mostly everywhere we go. So while you would think we would be overwhelmed with culture shock, this month has been a beautiful realization of the goodness of God in my life.
