Hi everyone! I want to apologize that I have not been blogging as often as I would like but I am back and I have so much to update y’all on!
So first off, I have not wrote a blog about Kenya and friends…that month CHANGED ME. That month showed me so many new things about the Father. I began that month (honest moment) pretty frustrated and heartbroken. Uganda was a month that broke my heart and I felt like God was silent. I felt like He was ignoring me and that my heart was not comforted by my Heavenly Father. I prayed & prayed & prayed some more for the Lord to show me He heard my prayers because I felt so invisible to Him. And y’all, He did not answer my prayer the way I wanted. But as always, He did something so much sweeter. He spoke to me, through a devotion, and it basically asked the question, “Why do you keep asking God to prove Himself to you? Aren’t you His child? Don’t you believe in faith that He hears HIS children?” Instantly I felt CONVICTED.
I know, that I know, that I know God is a good, good Father. I know that He loves me. I know that He delights in me. His voice is all around me. I began to notice Him comforting me. He spoke to me through people about how maybe the reason my heart broke so much is because it has something to do with my calling. And that is a wild but such an exciting thought. I don’t know how true it is but it is definitely worth taking to the Lord and finding out if this is the direction He is calling me towards (which I have a really good feeling it is).
But all in all, it was such a sweet month to really get to know the Father and His heart.
It was a month of rest.
It was a month of love.
It was month to be encouraged.
We had an AMAZING host named Deb who is a women who walks in so much faith and boldness for the Kingdom. God has brought her SO MUCH vision and she is obedient to what He has called her to do. She invested so much time in us and loved us all so well. We were so blessed by her and her story. I praise God for allowing all of us to cross paths because Deb is an unforgettable woman who is taking territory for the Kingdom.
This past month we got to partner with her ministry which is called Woven Together Ministries. We got to serve alongside members of the Maasai Warrior Tribe and we even got to be apart of a lamb roast with them. We were protected from all types of animals (from as big as an elephant to as small as a mouse) by poison arrows. That’s right, I’ll say it again. Poison. Arrows. It was the coolest to be immersed into their culture and really see the rawness of it. We served in the garden with them, the coffee shop, and the church. We handed out bread rolls to tourist who drove by inviting them to our coffee shop. We helped with gatherings, we led worship, we ran kids club, and we had MANY dance parties. We got to swap stories and share a lot of belly laughs.
We became family.
And I think that’s the most beautiful part. We met the most amazing people who were filled with so much beauty – inside & out. They captured our hearts. They walk in so much love and openness. They took us in like we are one. They became our family and our hearts have found another home. We even received Maasai names and mine is: Nanyorri – which means loved, especially by God.
So now it is the end of the blog and you are all probably wondering who would win in a fight: Poison Arrows or Angel Armies?
And the answer is this: We never had to worry about who would win because we had both fighting for us.
