Well, in 27 hours I will be on a plane, bound for Switzerland. After I arrive, I will spend 20 hours there, sleep, eat and then get back on a plane bound for my final destination and home for a few months, Kenya. This trip has been 6 months in the making, and I am only a little over a day away from executing the plan. But lets rewind and talk about where this all started.
In August 2009, I made my first trip to Kenya. I was the 3rd of 3 members going on this trip, the other 2, which i call my African parents, are Phil and Sarah Shipman, who are everything but African. Our goal was to talk to youth leaders and pastors and build a friendship to make way for a ministry called the "Promise Pac" that is a part of an organization called Foursquare Missions Press.. the basic function is to connect youth groups from other countries to youth groups in the United States through Skype and prayer. we spent about 2 weeks there, and then came home. Those 2 weeks gave me the missions bug. In those 2 weeks I got to meet missionaries, work with a medical team, work with a VBS, and fall in love with Africa. I still think about it everyday.
Fast forward a year, August 2010. I am spending my summer days volunteering at Missions Press and working with Phil on none other but the "Promise Pac". Now Phil and Sarah are parents to the most adorable 6 month old I have ever seen. One day while at the press, I have a chance meeting that only God himself could of set up, they are 2 pastors from Kenya who run an orphanage, and need someone to help out. With the missions bug still eating away at me, I jumped at the opportunity. And that was where this whole thing started. After months and months of praying, everything fell into place. Funding came in quicker then i could of imagined. Prayer came even quicker.
So what seemed to be distant 6 months ago, is now almost close enough to touch. I said a lot of goodbyes Sunday at church, came close to letting the flood gates open while being prayed for in Kidstown, and had a perfect Sunday afternoon spent with my best friend. So in a few hours, I will pack my bags for the last time, eat my last fish tacos, and prepare to not see home till June. I'm a little nervous, but also excited. I am visiting the land where Roosevelt and Hemingway visited in order to escape the normal life.
I have a large list of tasks that need to be done while there. I am honored to be working with Foursquare missions press, who has trusted me with expanding the "Promise Pac" to Kenya, and distributing Gospel oriented tracts, teaching good and bibles. I also will be getting to live and work with an orphanage in any capacity they need me too. this trip the ultimate blessing to me, God has trusted me with all of this, and has trusted me to go by myself. and all i can do is say, praise God.
In August 2009, I made my first trip to Kenya. I was the 3rd of 3 members going on this trip, the other 2, which i call my African parents, are Phil and Sarah Shipman, who are everything but African. Our goal was to talk to youth leaders and pastors and build a friendship to make way for a ministry called the "Promise Pac" that is a part of an organization called Foursquare Missions Press.. the basic function is to connect youth groups from other countries to youth groups in the United States through Skype and prayer. we spent about 2 weeks there, and then came home. Those 2 weeks gave me the missions bug. In those 2 weeks I got to meet missionaries, work with a medical team, work with a VBS, and fall in love with Africa. I still think about it everyday.
Fast forward a year, August 2010. I am spending my summer days volunteering at Missions Press and working with Phil on none other but the "Promise Pac". Now Phil and Sarah are parents to the most adorable 6 month old I have ever seen. One day while at the press, I have a chance meeting that only God himself could of set up, they are 2 pastors from Kenya who run an orphanage, and need someone to help out. With the missions bug still eating away at me, I jumped at the opportunity. And that was where this whole thing started. After months and months of praying, everything fell into place. Funding came in quicker then i could of imagined. Prayer came even quicker.
So what seemed to be distant 6 months ago, is now almost close enough to touch. I said a lot of goodbyes Sunday at church, came close to letting the flood gates open while being prayed for in Kidstown, and had a perfect Sunday afternoon spent with my best friend. So in a few hours, I will pack my bags for the last time, eat my last fish tacos, and prepare to not see home till June. I'm a little nervous, but also excited. I am visiting the land where Roosevelt and Hemingway visited in order to escape the normal life.
I have a large list of tasks that need to be done while there. I am honored to be working with Foursquare missions press, who has trusted me with expanding the "Promise Pac" to Kenya, and distributing Gospel oriented tracts, teaching good and bibles. I also will be getting to live and work with an orphanage in any capacity they need me too. this trip the ultimate blessing to me, God has trusted me with all of this, and has trusted me to go by myself. and all i can do is say, praise God.
Awesome! So excited for you, and THRILLED if you're going to get to blog about it while you are there. You are in my prayers! God's blessing upon your great adventure, and your trip to Kenya too. ;)
ReplyDeleteYou are such a mzunga!! :) I am so jealous!! Have an awesome trip! Oh and you are so right about the most adorable six month old....just sayin! :)
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