I only have a week left in Mozambique before I go back to Uganda and I am still trying to process through if I’ve changed, if so how much, what God is doing in me, what God has taught me and what impact that has on the rest of my life…so you know, small things. […]
I woke up with that verse in my heart “Mourning lasts for the night, but joy, joy comes in the morning.” And I truly felt it in my bones. And then the boy died. Hit and killed by a speeding truck. They say it happens. They say it is normal. Saw his little crumpled body
“For the Lord has chosen ZION for he has desired it for his dwelling. This is my resting place for ever, here I will sit enthroned for I have desired it.” Ps 132:13 I feel like I’m on a roll-a-coaster and I’d like to scream for someone to let me off but it just keeps
So I just got back from the BUSH BUSH, and by that I mean the kind of place where kids run up to you and then run away once they realize you are a WHITIE (“Acuna”—which is akin to Mzungu here) and they think you are going to eat them for lunch or something. But
(me with Medina after she came back to visit…feeling much better:) “I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten…You will have plenty to eat, until you are full and you will praise the name of the Lord.” Joel 2:25-26 Another exciting day in Pemba. Was on the back of a truck heading
“Blessed are those who hunger, for they shall be filled.” Mt 5:6 After miraculously recovering from some sort of unknown illness (pretty typical here) I was beginning to really enter into the presence of God again. My prayer the last few days has truly been, Lord make me hungry, hungry for your presence, and for
“Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.” Mt 5:4 Heidi Baker spoke this morning on this verse and I felt as though she was speaking directly to me, directly to my heart. The first five days I was here, it was all God, all joy, all fullness, all anointing, all presence. Just
It’s amazing how much things can change in a few days. When I first got here, I admit I had a bit of an attitude about it all. The food, the heat, it not being Uganda, its my birthday and I’ll cry if I want to, blah blah blah. But the power of God to
A New Season–Pemba Mozambique I made it safely to Mozambique, with bags intact, which is pretty much a miracle, so yay God. I’m not quite adjusted yet—wishing I had brought a big thing of olive oil for all the beans and rice—but glad I brought my Nyquil for sleeping
Ok so I won’t exactly be in something this small…but the time for my departure back to Africa is rapidly approaching. Zion Project has had many successes this year and its time to go back to Uganda and put plans in motion to care more fully for the
WE’RE MAKING OUR MOVE….. GRACE AKALLO AND ZION PROJECT IN THE NEWS!! Daily News Record Harrisonburg, VA In the Breeze, JMU’s newspaper “Graceful Side to Uganda” In the Breeze, again Photos from the Through Her Eyes Exhibit (Thanks to Frank Ameka, the cute one in the middle) (Horrible pics of me, but the rest are
There is a saying in Africa: “When two elephants fight it is the grass that gets trampled.” I heard that quote a lot over the three days that spanned Uganda Lobby Days of which Zion Project was a part of. All in all its pretty amazing that over 800 people will skip work or skip
