Screaming the Gospel Silently.

ekkkk I’m supper excited to blog right now 😀 so I just spent about 2 week with the Maasai tribe- like WHAT?!?!?! I still don’t think that sentence has fully digested through my brain yet.
it has been a wonderful two weeks filled with singing and tribal dancing by the fire and under the stars that seem to reproduce and multiply every second.
My innocence has REBIRTHED with these wonderful people. Discovering entertainment in the simple things: like songs by a campfire, jumping contests, beading necklaces and sowing skirts, walking by the distant rivers, milking camels, and throwing rocks at chickens. They find so much joy in these simple things because they have no knowledge  of anything different. Nothing to compare, contrast, or envy.
They have never seen a skyscraper or heard the sound of a chanting crowd in a college football game, they’ve never played angry birds on an iPhone or ordered a spicy chicken sandwich with pepper jack cheese from Chick-fila with a large sweet tea and 2 lemons (okay as you might tell I’ve been daydreaming a little bit about food at home..)
they value tings that are overlooked, devalued and pushed under the rug of consumerism.
our team fell in love with the people but also with our simple lifestyle and narrowed point of view.

So after spending a day or two with the tribe our team gathered together and prayed and discussed what we wanted our ministry to be and look like daily. I prayed and then God placed a single word in my head-
“BECOME”
Even though we were sleeping in our tents next to huts and camels, and eating what they ate. I wanted more. I wanted to become a maasai.
Paul felt the same way about the people he ministered too.

“To the Jews I became like a Jew, to win the Jews. To those under the law I became like one under they law, so as to win those under the law.. to the weak I became weak to win the weak. I have become all things to all people that by all possible means I might save some. I do all this for the sake of the gospel, that I may share in its blessings.” 1 Corin 9:20-23

So my team split up early on a Tuesday morning and were matched up to live with a Maasai family for the day…..

When I got paired up with Rebecca I quickly came to the realization that she did not speak a word of English. And when I say she could not speak a word I mean like it took a solid 15 minutes to communicate her my name. She thought Sally meant a lot of hilarious things.

I was confused and frustrated with how I was going to minster to this Maasai woman and her family when she couldn’t understand anything I said.
I began to refocus and cling.
 I focused on my smile, the warmth that a smile perspires. I clinged to the message of my actions, how I could scream “I LOVE YOU!” with how I moved, sat, and served. What a wonderful day soaked in love we shared together:

• Making chai tea from her goats milk.

• Beading jewelry together that we later hiked miles to go sell to tourists from a nearby safari lodge.

• sweeping, washing and cleaning her hut and goat pins together.

• Hiking miles and miles to the nearest pump to carry 20 litter water on our heads back to her home (OUCH!!!!!) so we could cook lunch for her four kids who came home after school.

• Dancing to songs that her family taught me in there cramped hut with nearby neighbors and friends.

I said nothing to Rebecca that day, but when we left each other that night our love was well articulated to each other. But most importantly our love was articulated to our present God.

You see I am falling so in love with my faithful, cherished, treasure, Jesus. And I love finding his face in the dusty villages of Kenya. And hearing his majestic whisper in the midnight of a quaint sky.
And it has been a joy to discover the simple way of loving my LOVE back.
I love him back by loving His children. And He is most loved when I’m patient, kind, humble, truthful, hopeful, and sometimes completely quiet. ( 1 Corin 13:4-8).

please continually pray for my team:

Pray for Strength. That our strength will be firmly rooted in the Joy of the cross. “the joy of the lord is my strength.” Nehemiah 8:10

Pray for Perseverance. That “we will not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we don’t give up.” Gal 6:9
and as we all know the harvest is truly plentiful

-We had a woman’s ministry where we did bead work with the women and then  we spoke to them about their identity and
importance to Christ. That they are his lovely bride, beautiful and
true. They glowed. They we proud. They were worthy.

-We spoke in schools about living a life of purpose.
-We made elephant dung paper with woman.
-We built huts made of sticks and mud.