Day 8

Hello!
All six of us are happily eating pancakes at Kope Cafe, a non-profit whose profits go entirely to HEALS. We are meeting all kinds of amazing folks here, and they have super fast internet!! We'vbeen bonding like crazy. It already feels like a cozy family here. We have made lots of friends with our hotel staff and the kids at the safehouse and at the refugee camps. Lots of crying and thinking and ranting from all of us, and lots of growth too. It has been hard but beautiful. I have never been so dirty or eaten so much rice and beans, but I have never laughed so hard or realized so much. Thank you for your continued prayers everyone!

Greetings from the Safe House

Hello everyone! I am so sorry I have been neglecting this blog. The internet has been sketchy! I am currently in a big room with my team, Asunta, and a rad guy named Adam we met at church who happens to live in the little town I am moving to in Colorado. God is really cool. We have been spending lots of time dancing and playing with the children, paining, cooking, and just trying to be helpful. Things are incredible. Thank you so much for your prayers, I feel them.

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Tomorrow!

Greetings from Milwaukee!
For the past five days I have been with Leilah, one of my team members, and her family. Today the whole team got here. We ate impressive amounts of food, prayed, and watched an amazing sunset whilst listening to Alexi Murdoch. Needless to say, this is going to be an amazing journey with really good people. I feel good. Not too nervous, and with just enough excitment to get sleep. There is so much peace. The next four months aregoing to wreck me, and I'm ready for it. I know it is for my good. I know it is so I can bless people, and ultimately bless my Creator.

Here we go!

T-7

In a week I will board a plane for Africa. In a little over a day I will board a plane to Chicago to pray, fast, and get ready for the journey that lies ahead with fellow vagabonds. My plans are up in the air, and my heart and hands are open, simply seeking to bless people and glorify Jesus. The past few months have been a whirlwind, months I'd previously thought would be dedicated simply to preparing for this trip. I currently find myself at one in the morning a day before I boogie with not a thing packed. But packing is simple. The bigger question is am I emotionally, physically, and most importantly, spiritually prepared for what lies ahead of me? Something I have found abundantly true in the past few insane months is that God is so incredibly, unceasingly faithful. I worry too much. I spend too much time concerned with tomorrow. A wise handsome friend of mine keeps reminding me we are to be anxious for nothing. So here I go. I take a deep breath and plunge forward, trusting that the Creator of the universe knows my steps.