As this month comes to an end it’s interesting to look back and see what it’s really been about. I started this month super excited; I was ready to dive in and watch the team grow and God work as we started off three months in Africa. I was ready for a busy schedule and tons of ministry. I was really just ready.
As I have said before: God had different plans.
This month was full of a lot of free time. Something that is really hard to appreciate on the race and something that comes with a lot of mixed emotions. I love being busy. I also love filling time with ministries that allow me to form deep relationships. I love going and growing and learning. I love it more when it looks like what I think it should look like – it’s easier that way.
Door-to-door ministry is something I have never done before. A big thing I have been learning this race is about finding my voice and I was about to have to use it to share the best thing that has ever happened to me with complete strangers .
“God made him who had no sin to be sin so that we may become the righteousness of God”
-2 Corinthians 5:21
After a day or two I became really comfortable with it. I loved climbing all over the hill where we live, gaining more and more kids as we walked, sharing stories, quoting scriptures and praying for people to accept Jesus into their lives. It was an incredible experience. Except that it really only lasted for about a week for 2 hours a day.
Then we did hospital visits where I met my nerves at the door yet again. We prayed over sick and hopeless. We saw more people come to know the beloved Savior and I cried more tears as I was flooded with memories.
God will use anything to touch your life.
I spoke during two Bible studies, danced throughout the church service and in front of numerous high schoolers and parents during a graduation, climbed way too many hills, kissed more children, ate food and became addicted to water, sang out the songs Papa was putting on my heart, learned the importance of rest, was reminded of my Dad when I passed a beautiful Model T and witnessed the beauty of this land. I had my heart stolen daily, was welcomed into another beautiful family and had the desire to learn Swahili so I could sing all the songs. I fell in love with sharing Jesus with people who had never known the grace He has to offer, I became excited to one day adopt my own precious child and I was challenged and humbled in new ways that I will forever be thankful for.
I love Tanzania. Asante sana for everything.
