I am going to Africa... I have said that to myself 100 times a day for the last few days, but just doesn't seem to be sinking in. It is like this distant "thing" that completely overwhelms me.
I remember the day in June of '97 when I decided that missions was where I belonged. Before that day I was actually anti-missions. It was great for other people, but I wanted no part of it...period. Then one day - flip - my heart just changed and there was nothing I wanted more.
I went to Peru a few times, thinking that was were God was leading me, but that was not the right place or the right time. Just in case God changed His mind, I went to the 4 year Bible Institute (SSM) and graduated in 2005. I wanted to be prepared, "just in case." By the time I graduated, I felt as though I has less direction than when I started....not in a bad way, just not sure where God was taking me and why.
So here I am 3 years after SSM and 7 years after Peru, pricing plan tickets to Africa for a 2 1/2 month visit. I don't know what to expect, why Africa? Why Kafulafuta? What I am going to do there? Will I go back long term? (yikes!) Those are all questions I have been asked and all questions I can't really answer. I just know that God has opened doors that I am to go through...He has made it so obvious that this is what He wants, I couldn't ignore it if I tried. Every prayer answered....quickly. I prayed for verses of confirmation and they came...quickly. I prayed for the approval of my pastor/church, and got it....quickly. The financing came....quickly. I prayed that if this is not God's BEST plan for my life, that it not happen. I don't want good or better, or for God to give me over to my desires, that are not His desires. I want what He wants.
