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 […]
“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
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
The sun sets a stream of red over a long horizon above the deserts of Sudan. As I fly over I feel my heart sense that I am coming closer to home. I have always said God was in sunsets. He is probably in sunrises too if I could ever wake up for them. From
Sometimes I feel my heart stop beating. When I was twelve, I convinced myself I had a heart murmur. I wasn’t quite sure exactly what that was but I felt sure it had something to do with feeling your heart quit. Or maybe hearing it talk— as if it were speaking a warning—that it couldn’t
They say animals become restless before birth. There doesn’t seem to be a soft enough space to lie or right enough place to make a home. Everything is uncomfortable, wrong, and the places that should feel familiar don’t offer the reprieve they used to. When I was retreating in Mbale I saw the most precious
This blog has become a kind of relationship. I’ve had fights with it (why won’t the $#%^ upload my photos!) and I’ve had moments of intimacy and connection reading the comments you’ve left for me and knowing that somewhere out there you care enough to read through a million paragraphs of my journey. It’s humbling
July 18, 2006 Every once in a while you have to risk something, do something that scares the be-jesus out of you so you know you’re alive, so you know you can. The more fears I face in this life the more I realize that
