Eleven.

Eleven. That is the number of days that I have left in Kenya. How nuts is that?!? I cannot believe that this internship is pretty much over. What a wonderful, life changing summer it has been.

I just want to take a minute to thank all of my supporters. This amazing summer would not have happened if it wasn't for you. Thank you for partnering with me on this crazy God-adventure. Lives were changed because of it. And thank you to all you people who have been praying for me throughout this process. I have felt so much love. I don't understand why God is so good to me. I just want you all to know how truly blessed that I am because of you.

This week I did a lot of reflecting and thinking. And honestly, I felt a little bit overwhelmed by everything. I felt like my heart was becoming a little bit calloused towards some things here. And I hated it. I was feeling discouraged and sad for reasons that I couldn't really figure out. I have been praying that God will change my heart and fill me up. Then I found Ezekiel 36:26. It says, "I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh." Mind. Blown. It was the exact day that I was feeling like my heart was hard, and God spoke directly to me through this. He really does give us new hearts. I know that I need to be renewed by Him every single day at this place. And He will if I ask Him to. That was a cool God moment.

I saw something really sad yesterday. We were walking to a gas station to get in a van and go pick up supplies for VBS next week when it happened. You see in Nairobi, there are HUGE mounds of trash everywhere. They have no garbage system and so people just throw their trash wherever they want. It smells so bad and is probably the most filthy thing I have ever seen.  There was a homeless man digging through the mountain of garbage. He was looking for food. It was very sad because I could smell the terrible stench and see the flies coming out of it. That broke my heart. And what made it even worse was the fact that there was a random dog going through the same pile. It was just so disheartening to me. A dirty, smelly, and starved street dog was searching for some scrap to eat just like he was. He was on the same level as that mutt. But he is not. He is made in the Image of God. He matters. God knows that man. And longs for him as He longs for me. I had nothing to give him, and no way of helping him. But it shook me to the core. I have never seen anything like this. And it is something I will carry with me for a long time. All I can do is pray....

I just want to say how amazing Jesus really is. We hear the stories of Jesus healing the blind, the beggars, and the cripples, but it is just a story. I see those people every single day here. And I have realized how seriously AMAZING it is that Jesus healed them. There are people laying all over the sidewalks who have messed up legs and feet who can do nothing but sit and beg for money. And Jesus had compassion on these people. And he healed them. It is so unbelievable. You can honestly just never know until you see what it is actually like. People are so broken. And Jesus is the Ultimate Healer. He really is enough.

Well, that has to be all for today. Next Saturday is my last one in Kenya so it may be a little crazy. But I will do my best to get one more post up. I love you guys. Please keep praying.

<3

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