the foxes came for the fields. We were bleeding as we bowed to kneel. Prayed for mercy.Prayed for mercy. She limps on up to the top of a mount. looks at the faltered harvest.feels the sweat in the ground and the burn in her nose.and the knowing in her gut,something's still going to grow.she ain't leaving till it does. -B Fraser
Ironic how certain events in life prevent us from going back to what we once knew. when the crows, locusts, and foxes take everything. The flood that came on May 10th wrecked me. try as i may, I can no longer go back to what i knew before. i almost lost everything 3X. Thanks to a dear friend i didn't. However, I did lose who I was...until i moved into loft 419...until i was asked, "want to go to congo?" Without hesitation i replied i would love to do both. Why on a whim would i do this? To be honest, it is an inkling of who I am. It is a grasp at something that resembles my heart and soul. You see, for the past few months I have walked around in a daze. Being numb to everything. Not really sure who I am anymore but knowing that the Savior will redeem what the crows, locusts and foxes have stolen from me. and that i won't leave until it's finished. i will be in this place for a while. i believe redemption takes time. i believe it can be found in the most unassuming places. such as an orphanage in the congo. this orphanage houses 120 girls who are all former sex slaves. it's all they had known before they came here. now they are slowly able to live life as it's meant to be lived: FREE.
this christmas my roommate/sister/traveling buddy and i will be in the congo. we will be celebrating with these girls. i think we're also going to be doing some research, counseling (that's Q's role),i'm just her assistant. i don't really know all of the details of the trip or i have forgotten them. (i would go with option B) yes i am very aware of the dangers of africa especially the congo. i have read stat after stat. i am not taking this trip lightly. it's hard to take a trip lightly when you have to be invited into the country. Love is greater than fear. Love that etches a continent and a song so deeply on your heart you have to respond. by going to the 3rd most dangerous nation in the world for your first time on african soil. by returning to the states to get a tattoo of the lyrics found above. i may be limping and a bloody mess but i would rather be that while running hard towards what i'm called to do than to do nothing. More to come later...
