john 1:12 i am a child of god
giraffe-ish
show me the path i should walk o lord, point out the road for me to follow. lead me by your truth and teach me, for you are the god who saves me. all day long i put my hope in you. psalm 25:4-5
Saturday, February 4, 2012
lost.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
the greatest love of all
as i sit in akosombo on the front porch of my friend’s house drinking my instant coffee my brain is full. i watch as school children walk to school in their uniforms of brown and yellow. some have shoes on, some don't. many have walked miles to get here. they pass me with a look of wonder on their beautiful faces. they stare at me until i wave, then they wave happily and run off giggling. the school they attend is a public school and therefore free. the kids need only wear a uniform. this might not sound like a big deal, but this simple reason is what prevents many children from attending school.
we went out and met them on the road. an instant crowd!
we went and visited their school
look at this beautiful little man ♥
they love having their pictures taken
chasing us down the road as we left...its hard to say bye to them...
men and women walk by on their way to work with goods atop their heads. i suppose they are on their way to the market to sell whatever occupies the perfectly balanced baskets. they are walking with children strapped to their backs and as they pass they notice me and wave timidly. i think they are happy to see me, but also probably wondering what i’m doing here.
young man carrying water back to his house. for most its a really long walk just for water.
an older lady carrying sticks on her head
im assuming a mama and her son going to sell
the house i’m staying in is at the bottom of the mountain and the weather is so amazing. there is a breeze that comes from the north down the mountain. it brings along with it the smells of africa. smells i don't even know how to describe. if you've even been here you know exactly what im talking about. they are amazing smells. when im not in africa i miss them. sometimes when im home in texas, i can close my eyes, imagine real hard then i can smell it. it makes me happy, really happy. they say smell is the biggest memory recall. i love the way africa smells. every time i step off the plane here in ghana, i ALWAYS have the biggest smile on my face. its as if this place is telling me "welcome home"
john fanning the fire under our dinner
alvin (whose house we stayed in) taking his turn :)
and my turn, but only for a few fans :)
the dream in my heart plays in my mind as i sit here. i imagine a place that’s mine. a house with many rooms and enough love to be shared among many. i see children laughing and running around. i see no beginning and no end. i see love pouring out of me like a fountain into the children. love that only comes from jesus. a heart like his to be shared among the people.
“fear is lost in all you are. and i would give the world to tell your story, because i know that you’ve called me. i lost myself within your promise and i wont hide it. jesus i believe in you and i would go to the ends of the earth for you. all the world will see that you are god." (hillsong lyrics) this song is my heart.
Friday, June 3, 2011
bittersweet
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
gingerbread in may
