I am finally here in Kenya. I am here! It seems so unreal. I have a love for this place that I can't describe. And I feel very blessed that God would choose me to come and serve this beautiful country.
During the 24 plus hours of traveling that it took to get to Nairobi I had a LOT of time to think. Most of the time I couldn't fully believe that I was really on my way to a place where I left my heart 10 months ago. The other part of my time was thinking through what it took for me to get here. The road was rough, painful, many tears were shed, and things didn't go as I thought they would. There was even a time when I felt like my dream of returning to Kenya may not happen for a long time. But I had to trust that God put this huge burden and passion on my heart for reason. And I as the plane was gaining speed to lift into the air of Atlanta GA. I had this moment of rejoicing because God heard my cries. He provided everything I needed and even though his plan was different then mine I know now that his plan was perfect. Because if I had my own way in this… I would have been in Kenya 3 months ago. But as I look back… God did so much in me to get me prepared. His timing is perfect and I wouldn't change it for the world.
10 months ago… as I walked down a muddy, slippery hill into the Mathere Slums. As I saw the living conditions that the orphans in Mathere had to live through. As I held this beautiful little girl who was so vulnerable and was just looking for somebody to love her for her. I only spent a couple hours with her but that was all it took for her to walk away with my heart. 10 months ago it became very personal but the story isn't over yet. There is more to be written. For the next four months the story is going to continue and I can't wait to had a little more to it.
Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, "Whom shall I send? And whom will go for us?" And I said, "Here am I. Send me!"
-Isaiah 6:8
