I never wrote a final blog. I haven't been able to fully process until just recently.  It has been four months since I've returned to the States, eight months since I arrived in Kenya, twelve months since I began fundraising for this trip, and sixteen months since I told my family I knew I was called to a mid-term mission trip.  As I walked through customs in Georgia, four long months ago, and heard the words I had so anxiously waited to hear, "Welcome Home", my heart was pounding, my thoughts racing. I was back. And one day later, I had said goodbye the the...

     So, yesterday at church, the pastor preaching had said a couple of things that stuck to me and really just connected to one of the things God is teaching me, because to be totally honest He is teaching me more than I can count right now. The first thing he said was: Let it be your heart's desire to be a worshiper. This meant to me that I need to be continually praising Him even in the hard times. It means to be thankful for the big things and the little things in life. To keep singing His name when the times are hard or complicated. An example is when you are...

After nearly two hours of rocky, side-swaying roads, we arrived at the Turkana tribe in the town of Rare Tuesday afternoon. After setting up our tents and enjoying a hearty meal made with love by Mama Margaret, a few of the team set out in search of the infamous waterfall. We knew we could hear water streaming from afar, now it was just time to go find it. Little did we know this would turn into a great adventure. We ducked under a sketchy barbed wire fence, meandered over some rocks, jumped across a stream, then hiked a bit until we were surrounded by jungle-like trees. It took tons of...

Yesterday my group, which consisted of Kristen, Katie, and Hailey B., visited about eight houses for our door-to-door ministry in Nkubu. The first two houses we visited, I felt that I was having a hard time really communicating, through the translator, what it is that I wanted to say.   This difficulty led me to feel discouraged.   If there is one thing that this experience in Kenya, so far, has taught me, it is to pray when I am feeling discouraged.   It is to pray when I know that I am having a difficult time maintaining patience with people, a situation,...

I have loved to sing for as long as I can remember.  My family and I gather around the old mahogony piano at my grandma's house each year to sing carols together. With my grandpa's bass voice anchoring the family, the rest of us join in with altos, sopranos, and tenors.  My siblings and I belt out bluegrass songs while doing the dishes at home.  My mother, sister, and I sing in three part harmony with my dad and brothers on the guitar. I have always loved music; the way that intertwined voices create beautiful, moving melodies.  When I gave my life to the Lord, I...

-Breanne Coe Orphans… Precious little children of God who think that they are unloved. Kids who think that the two most important people in their lives just left them and that they have nothing… My heart beats for those babies, to love them, and to promise them that they have the best DAD in the whole wide world who wants to love them and take care of them forever! God is calling me to big places, to places where babies are waiting to be loved, and to be known.   -Allegra Forwith My passion is mission work, bringing light to the nations. I come alive in...