My Testimony

I gave my testimoney for the first time in a group last night. It was incredible. God gave me words and the things in my life that have not been completed disappeared from my memory till after. I cried but what person doesnt when you are remembering all the places in your life that God has met you. It was a peaceful experience and I felt my roots settle into Africa. It took awhile for me to come out of my shell but here I am.

God gave me Isaiah 61


To all who mourn in Israel he will give a crown of beauty for ashes
joyous blessing instead of mourning
festive praise instead of despair
In their righteousness they will be like great oaks that the Lord
has planted for his glory 

The more I ponder my life story, the more I realize God is preparing me for great things. Things that will glorify his name even if sometimes I drag my feet in defiance. Thank you Lord for your patience and grace.


We are in Livingston this weekend. We are staying at a different YWAM base and its amazing. They have internet. No hot water but you know what you cant always have everything you want.

The past few days I was reintroduced to American food. Let me tell  you that was fun. I quickly discarded it and waited on the Nshima I was anticipating for dinner. I think coming home is going to be an interesting. I love all the fresh food here. And so does my body. :)

It has been great to take off for a weekend adventure. The kids we are hanging out with are wonderful but it takes a lot out of me. We were in downtown Lusaka two days ago and we ran into a group of street kids. They got up and started to dodge us until they realized we were not going to kick or throw things at them. These kids are so precious. Most on some sort of inhalant but precious and starving for any form of love. The girls are the hardest because they are used to the corrupt security guards. It breaks everything in me.

Realizing that i only have two weeks left broke my heart on the bus today. I have fallen in love with Naza. That boy... oh that boy. He and I just click. He made me a necklace yesterday. He had to redo it three times because it broke but he insisted that he be the one who tied it onto my neck. Because i was his best friend. When I show up he sticks to my side like glue. Oh leaving is going to be harder than I ever imagined