we met for breakfast recently at the flying biscuit (because what's better than breakfast from flying biscuit?) and we talked about God and africa and how the two connect. and i remembered what i felt like when i was fresh from my own africa trip - overwhelmed, overjoyed, still a little broken, numb, very numb, much in awe.
and as i sat across from her and heard her stories, i felt deep within me oh friend. i am pumped for you. wait. just wait and see what God will do with that trip, your experiences. it's going to blow you out of the water.
because as more and more days keep passing from mine (eight months worth of days), God reveals more and more of what He was doing, the picture that is big.
He showed me faith.
i saw people who had experienced great loss, whose lives were marked by great sadness, unspeakable tragedy, great pain in hearts that were broken many times over. and it was these people who looked me in the eye and said God is so good.
can you imagine that belief? i've never experienced anything like it and as days go by, they are in my mind. i yearn for that.
there's something about pain and loss that draws us deeper into intimacy with Jesus. we're brought closer to the heart of God. the people in rwanda, God loves those people. very much. they've experienced the very brokenness Jesus died on the cross to save and redeem. they've experienced the brokenness that the cross was for. and by His strange and mysterious grace, they can identify with our Savior. God whispers, i know. me too.
and they've found great Joy in Him.
i've come through my own year of faith and drawing near and as i think about africa, i think that was it. it was perfect, the way it all fit in.
oh kenyan katie, can we talk about your trip again in eight months?
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