Author: Adventures

Thorn in my side

So, there were a few days where my fire for God just flatlined. I asked God to break me. by asked I mean, spent all evening crying out to God, I begged, pleaded, demanded God to wreck my life. I wanted to be desperate for Him. I wanted to be beaming with love for Him. I wanted to be on fire for Him. Its like I’m standing on a chair with a noose around my neck. I asked God to kick the chair out from under my feet because I wanted to find myself standing on the solid rock of Christ. Struggling, I read a letter from Alex Willer who reminded me, even when I fail God, He wont fail...

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My Beautiful Brothers

We had our first rain since we’ve been here. Of course me and my team mates had an epic dance party and sang some crazy worship songs as we all jumped around in the pouring african rain. It was something we were all waiting for, for a very long time, so to finally get it was a huge blessing and really refreshing after being in the hot sun all morning.  It was just yesterday that we got a chance to go to all four of the clinics here in Malaba, Uganda. While we were there we got the wonderful blessing of just going and praying over the sick and also having such a even greater...

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Rock my world.

Dear God, It is true. There are a lot of expectations that I need to remember that I surrendered. Even from really basic things like we might not go to every place I want to visit. We might do door to door everyday. We might not shower for weeks at a time, and we might get sick… all of these things I need to give to you. When I look outside I am so amazed that it has taken me two weeks to fully embrace the beauty of this country and God I know I am here, on this team, for a reason. Father I want big things to happen. I want mountains to move, I want to see demons cast out, I...

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New Ways of Thinking

Going halfway around the world inevitably brings new ideas and transitions.  My team and I have arrived at our last location for ministry in Uganda and at least for me, Africa is becoming more and more a part of normal life. Things like not walking anywhere with out being followed by 20 children, being crammed into vehicles everyday, not showering for a week because a shower means someone has to walk three miles to get the water for you. Those things are fun 🙂 But there are also the things that are routine and normal and cultural here that I hope to take with me even long after I...

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My Pierced Heart

I looked down at my legs and thought, “Wow, I’m super tan . . .” And then I took a bucket shower and my tan washed right down the drain.   Uganda is leaving its mark on me. This mark is deeper than just the red dirt that blows and leaves me filthy whenever I walk outside. It is a mark that is piercing my heart. My heart is pierced each time I pick up a crying child and they bury their dirty head in my shoulder. My heart is pierced each time the Auntie’s bring in a meal that I would stick my tongue out at in America but that I am so grateful for because I know...

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