i miss the rains down in Africa...

I spent 3 weeks in Africa at the beggining of this past summer, and it was absolutely incredible!!! Going to Africa ...was not like a retreat, or a conference, or a camp, It was real. Not to say that those things aren’t real, just a different kind of real. I witnessed real pain, real suffering, real poverty, and real people who desperately love the Lord because he is literally all they have. I returned from Kenya with an authentic desperation for God in my life, I came back with a real desire and a real need for him. It was like he whispered a secret in my ear, and now that I know, I would be cheating myself to live any other way. I am learning that living a life apart from God, isn’t really living at all. There is no point, no purpose in a life not lived for the glory of Christ. Those were things that I had heard but not really grasped until I went to Kenya. Jesus died so that I might live. I want to live the life God gave me, the life he died for, to the full. I don’t want to waste time doing anything else. God is also teaching me that I am human, that I am going to make mistakes. But he is telling me that when I do, he will be there to wrap me up in his extravagant love, mercy, and grace, and he will carry me through the valley. This has been an incredible summer, I am so excited about life. I can’t wait to see the plan God has for me unfold.