Last week, I got a very simple message from a friend that just said, "You want to go to Africa with me in June 2011?"
My response was immediate. "Actually, I'd LOVE to!"
And while this response seemed rash and completely not thought out and very unlike me, I couldn't pass up this opportunity. I've always had a heart for Africa and have always wanted the chance to go there.
When I was in third grade, we had a guest speaker at chuch. I don't remember what he came to talk to us about, but I do remember that he was from Kenya. I remember being facinated by his dark skin and his huge bright white smile. He taught us a song in Swahili. Now, 21 years later, I can't remember for the life of me remember what song it was, but I do remember singing it for weeks after that so I wouldn't forget it. I even went so far as to write it out phonetically so that I wouldn't forget. And since that time, I have wanted to go to Africa.
Next summer, I'll be venturing to Nairobi, Kenya for 2 weeks with about 10 other people. We'll be traveling to several slums providing VBS, Bible studies, and sports camps. I can't begin to tell you how excited I am. A quick side note: I'll be celebrating my 30th birthday there! How exciting is that?
I'll be raising support to help fund my trip, so as I come up with creative ideas on how I can do that, I'm sure I'll be posting more here. Please pray about partnering with me on this journey. Whether it be financially, or in prayer, it's all appreciated.