-the locals are shocked to find out that you have hair on your legs and arms -kids try to flick off your freckles -your hair becomes a playground -the locals tell you to be ready to leave by 8 and you don’t leave until 10:30 -you become a life size Barbie doll for entertainment – you hear people yelling “muzungu” everywhere you go – the locals let you preach just because you are a visitor – a crowd of kids constantly follows you and hold your hands – you sleep under a mosquito net that makes you feel like a princess because it resembles a castle...

"God uses those who are weak in nature and few in number to make his name famous." (a quote I heard in a sermon and really stuck with me) Sunday July 15, 2012 I was asked to preach to Victory church in Kabuga, Kigali, Rwanda. I prayed about what I was going to tell this African church since I have never even preached in any church before.  The Lord put in on my heart to tell the church to be bold in preaching the gospel to those around them and let them know they didn't have to travel the world like us to make a difference and to be missionaries. The Lord also put it on...

So Saturday our team was invited to an African wedding. Which later we found out it was more so an engagement party. We were given beautiful traditional attire to wear and we all matched! (we also wore it to church the next morning :D)  During this engagement or proposal party so much craziness was going on and we seemed to be the joke of the party. For the first hour or two either the father or uncle of the soon to be married couple talked and nagosiated how much the dowry was going to be for the wanted bride. They joked about us and beer and cows. They joked about how many cows were...

The suns rays peak through a smear of clouds floating across the flamingo pink sky Slowly its beams melt through the clouds scattering their yellow tint Pinks, yellows, and oranges collide in the sky fighting for dominance A haze of baby blue creeps up over the silhouette of the Rwandan mountaintops breaking through the colored chaos Slowly it pushes the different tints upwards diluting them upon the horizon Waves of fog as thick as smoke spill over the crest of the mountains Dew dusts every leaf, twig, petal and blade of grass God is an artist Lush, emerald vegetation crowds the...

I was broken, but now I am free from the past and cleansed from all the filth in my life.I I still know I will make mistakes again, but I know now I can give them to the Lord and be cleansed from anything everyday and every day pick up my cross daily!  Wounded and forsaken I was shattered by the fall Broken and forgotten Feeling lost and all alone Summoned by the King Into the Master's courts Lifted by the Savior And cradled in His arms I was carried to the table Seated where I don't belong Carried to the table Swept away by His love And I don't see my brokenness...

Every morning we take a thin, narrow, path through banana trees, corn stock, and other plants. It isn't a straight path, it isn't a flat path, and it isn't and easy walk. After we go through the thin path, we get on this wider path with people walk different directions. Make sure you don't get run over by a bike taxi. You have to move out of the way because they wont stop, but if their nice they will at least honk at you to get out of the way. Along this crazy busy path way that we walk each day and children, tons and tons of children. The first day we were here some of the...