Author: Adventures

We have about 18 days left until we’re all home again. 18. I don’t know how I feel about that.   Don’t get me wrong –I can’t wait to once again meet up with hamburgers, ice cream, hot showers and my family and friends. And I know that is the consensus of the team. But at the same time, I’ve lived my whole life dreaming of holding African babies, helping them for the sake of my Savior, and this place has offered so much more than that. There has not been one day here that hasn’t taught me something, humbled me, poured into me and/or allowed me...

      It feels likes I was just making my first Ken-Ya jokes (ex: “Ken-Ya Believe It?” “Ken-Ya pass the chipati?”) It feels like I just witnessed the first of many Kenya jerseys being bought by our team. Like I just met our translator/guide/friend Phillip for the first time. Or heard my first all night worship session on full volume from our church across the street. Or saw my first Kenyan street child and didn’t know how to react. It feels like Jerusa just woke us up to our first “African babies!” screams. That I did my first door...

Hello BEAUTIFUL readers. I’m sure after my last blog, several of you are scared to read this. So, let me explain myself. Yes, my last blog was written out of anger and frustration, but it by no means was me expressing that I wanted to go home.    I LOVE KENYA. My heart breaks at the idea of leaving these beautiful people tomorrow. But, there is a time and a season for everything. God’s will be done. So, I basically just wanted to say that I LOVE Kenya and I am so thankful for the opportunities we have had here. The ministry has been different EVERY single day. We have...