As the time to leave for Africa draws near, I am usually filled with anticipation and excitement. I long to walk again on the African soil, and to embrace friendships that extend beyond cultural and language barriers. This year, these emotions are coupled with some sadness and concern. Jorjanne has not been feeling well for the past couple of weeks, and it is difficult leaving knowing…
As a young girl in GA’s, I remember being fascinated by the stories of men and women who travelled across the world to share Jesus. I was enthralled by the adventure, but also intrigued by the challenges they encountered. Little did I know that God was planting seeds for missions in my heart. Ten years ago, I went to Africa for the first time. I…
Between writing lesson plans and researching for my dissertation, I have found little time to blog recently. However, I want to share with you about an experience I had in Africa. I was going hut-to-hut sharing the gospel with my friend, Robert. It was time for lunch and we were walking back to the church to meet the rest of the team for lunch. On…
Going to Africa with my family was a dream come true. I was a little concerned that Jorjanne would get irritable and that this might infect the team. Before we left I told her, “You will be tired. You will be hot, and you will be hungry…but you will NOT complain!!!!” I am so proud to say that I never heard her complain once throughout…
I watched as the sun slowly disappeared behind the acacia tree. As I stood peering over the tall grass, fighting to keep my skirt from blowing up and my hair from flying in my face, I knew that I would never be the same. When I first started going to Kenya with my church, there were no evangelical churches among the Kuria tribe. Over the…