Yes, you read it, I’ve been healed. Now I’m sure that you are wondering what I’ve been healed from?! Car Sickness. haha. Africans have a COMPLETELY new way of driving. It commonly involves very high speeds, driving on all sides of the road, and ALMOST wrecking on the regular. Africa has also healed me of my fear of vomit and of turkeys. but that is another story for another time. Hahaha.   Uganda…where do I even begin. Well, for starters, it is NOTHING like the commercials depict. It is by far one of the most beautiful, broken places that I have ever seen....

What has now become a blog was originally an email I started writing this morning to my dad. As I reread the email I saw how much it explained about my spiritual journey and wanted to share. Dad, I’m sitting in the living room at my home and it feels like I have a golf ball in my throat. Maybe I want to cry, which would be know surprise at all knowing how deeply I feel things. However, I’m not able to pin point my current emotion. Am I sad? Am I heavy hearted? Am I so overwhelmed with how God works that I can’t do anything but cry? Am I scared? Am I joyful? The...

Wow, Africa. My team is staying just outside of Kampala, Uganda in a village called Kisigwala… or something close to that spelling. We are incredibly blessed to be staying in a Pastor’s home, with beds and meals provided, Praise Jesus! It was completely unexpected but something that is blessing us in abundant ways. We are under an amazing spirit of unity; it’s simply incredible.  I love each team member; we have continually seen why the Lord chose us to come together for these two months.  This community contains different spiritual gifts that work together in a...

Walking in Faith often means taking a step without the ability to see where your foot will land.   The sentence I just wrote would have seemed sound wisdom to me a few months ago… as my life stood rather motionless in routine.  Since then, I have stepped into a leadership role unlike anything I have done before, to a place I never thought I would go, with people I have never met, and-until the journey actually began-without someone to lead with.  And yet, I would not have it any other way.  I now know that God is faithful BECAUSE he responded when I stepped...

Training Camp has come to a close and all I can say is “Thank You, Jesus!”  This is hardly because I’m glad it’s over- more so because I’ve been trained, equipped, anointed, blessed, taught, and loved here. He is so good…SO GOOD! When I was leaving home, I felt extremely ill-equipped. Thoughts like, “How am I going to carry all of my stuff for miles across Eastern Africa”, “How will I be bold enough to speak the name of Jesus to people who have never heard it?” and many others, both serious and simple, flooded my heart and...

For the past four days we have been in the beautiful mountains of Taccoa Falls, GA at Training Camp. This is where team members came from across the US to meet and prepare for the mission field.  I’ll be honest, my emotions on my way to camp were very comparable to dread. The main source of this emotion was the thought of the unknown. Luckily, God has slowly changed my heart and as we prepare to leave for Africa in just a few short hours, I know we are ready to bring Jesus to the nations.  Training camp is quite tiring… We have two lovely leaders, Eric and...