How do I put into words all that I’ve been experiencing??
How do I tell you about the beautiful children in the slums that make my heart leap with joy? How do I tell you about the woman that I met on the street with her 2 year old daughter-both still in shock as they’ve just watched their house burn and got out with a few belongings. How do I explain the joy in learning songs in Swahili and singing with the worship team on Sunday morning? Or the nerves as I stepped on stage to play my guitar and sing a song during the offering…my first time playing guitar in front of anyone other then my team. How do I tell you about all I experienced at Mother Teresa’s Home for the Disabled…walking in and seeing a room full of severely disabled adults, most can not feed themselves, many are in chairs made specifically to help them sit up, some can not even sit up so they lay in a bed all day…and yet after a few seconds of being in that room, I was filled with peace and love and was so happy to get to help feed them and just love on them…how do I truly convey that to you?
How can I tell you about the all night prayers for squadmates, and the worship nights that overflow my heart? How can I let you know what it feels like to care so much for my family on my squad that when I hear they’re hurting, I hurt, and when I know they’re in pain, everything stops so that we can intercede for them. How do I tell you what it’s like to learn that your teammate is going home within the week, and then a few hours later learn that they’re actually leaving in a few hours. How can I let you see how amazing the family is that I’m living with, how they welcomed us and care for us like family. I can write it, but how do I even begin to help you understand things that I have yet to fully process.
How can I tell you how much I love Africa? How do I convey struggles and joy in one? All of these things are running through my mind…maybe this will help you see why I haven’t updated very often…because I don’t even know where to begin…
