I sincerly apologize to everyone for my lack of blogs during this expedition through Eastern Africa, hopefully this blog can sum up how this entire trip has impacted my life. I have come to discover that to have true fellowship with our savior we need to be willing to fellowship with him. What does this mean? First, let me tell you what it is not. It is not having Jesus as someone who you look up to as a role model and choose to classify yourself as a Christian simply because you are a fan of who Jesus was, what he said, or what he did. No, having fellowship with him is a much more intimate...

What if, by our standards, a vision…an endeavor…or mission fails completely? Does that deem it a failure in the eyes of God? Let’s be honest.  This is Expeditions.  That means long treks, squeezing into “two man” tents, never enough to eat…  At least, each of us had thought, myself included.  Yes, I am a leader, but since we’re being honest, when we arrived in Mbeya, Tanzania after the most lovely weekend drive around the countryside, I was secretly fuming inside that we were, once again, sleeping in beds.  Three months...

“scars and struggles on the way, but with joy our hearts can say never once did we ever walk alone. never once did you leave us on our own. you are faithful God. you are faithful.”   Hello all! I hope good ole America is treating you well! As I’m sure you all are well aware, WE MADE IT TO TANZANIA. It only took us THREE FULL days on a bus. Talk about serious bonding time. Sadly, I bonded with the African that laid his seat INTO my lap. Haha. And, I cried the whole way. I did NOT want to leave Kenya. But, God is good.   In case you didn’t know,...

We have roughly 9 days left in Tanzania before we start traveling again to head home.  I am amazed at how fast the last 6 weeks have gone, and how fast God works in our lives.  I was filled with so much passion, joy, and energy as we arrived in Sumbawanga. God taught me so much in Uganda and Kenya. He has poured into me, broken me, and strengthened me.  Now I feel that He is letting me loose to pour all of that out on these people, to give it all that I’ve got these last days,  and make the most of every single opportunity I get.   I love the uncertainty of...

  Brian. That’s the name of the boy who stole my heart this past week. This isn’t something I foresaw but I should have known. Let me give you a little background on the events prior to connecting with Brian. I arrived in Kenya just over two weeks ago. My first day on the town I met Brian, Junior and David the only street boys I’d see thus far. I’m quite familiar with children who don’t have parents, kids who have been beaten, neglected and never experienced love. In fact, my heart completely shatters upon an encounter with orphaned children. These kids...

“What is happening to me?” The question I am asking could be formulated in a more astute manner, such as… “What is God trying to teach me right now?”  But, that does not resonate with me.  My heart is reacting in ways it does not normally react.  This does not feel like a lesson.  It feels like a force I cannot withstand. At times, my heart does not respond when my eyes take in poverty, injustice, and death. I can walk away from people who do not know if they will be able to find the food they need for their malnourished family. I used to...