Going Home

 Well i am in Londond. Sitting in the airport, excited to get home. Africa was good, no it was awesome. I loved it and i know when i come back, whenever that is, i will have that "special" feeling. I don't have much to say. I've changed... I am stoked to get home. Everyone should go out travelling, especially if you are still young like me. God is good, if you dont know him you should. Thank you to everyone who prayed for me. I have fully recovered from malaria and am feeling great. Home will be good... But I will have to travelling again sometime soon. Do not ever become cynical. Do not judge. Do not demand respect. Be filled with joy in every circumstance. Love everyone, for they all deserve. (as much as you do) Cling to the hope you have in Christ, for many times that will seem to be all you have. Be peaceful. Patiently endure through everything. Give people your full attention and "your" time.(but it really isnt your time at all, you have the privlege of living in it) Be bold and not afraid of the Good News. Whistle. Dance. Sing. Smile. Shake hands. Hug people. Whatever you learn, use it to do good for others. Always give and. Dont look at others to fulfill your personal desires. Enjoy where you are. Many things are relative so dont be ignorant of your surrondings.

 May God be glorified. May you feel his love and understand how great a sacfrice Jesus took. But how great a reward it is to him for us to turn to God and love him.

 Merry Christmas!

 This is the end of my blog... it is retiring...

My final week

 Well for my final week I had malaria. Started on the Sunday, just feeling a little funny. My stomach kinda in pain but nothing really bad. So when  I got home I lay down and read a book. But when I got up, i made it to the bathroom, then halfway back, I just laid on the courtyard side walk for a bit. Where my friend inticed me with candy so that he could take my temperature. It was arond 103 f. Not bad. So I headed back to bed with some asprin and passed out. The next few days consisted of high fevers, sore back muscles, headaches, convulsing shivers, sweat fest's and delusional dreams. But thanks to Mrs. Jones, who gave a pack of malaria pills to Steph, and thanks to Steph for handing them down to me. I am on the up and up.

 I am really excited to go home and I am looking forward to the weekend as well. I am traveling to cape coast with some of my friends and just taking it slow.

 Then monday I'm flying home. Crazy!

 Pray that I will have a full recovery and that I will have energy to do what I need to do.

Where did that take me and where do I go now?

 Well, I 've been sitting at this computer, writing emails, reading articles and getting lost in my thoughts (while my internet time passes by). What did I learn from this trip? Where did it lead me? What do I expect when I get home? Where do I go next.

 I've been thinking about the 9-5, school, money, home and God. I come back to this urge for adventure and travel. To go where not many dare to go, to share Gods love to those who haven't tasted it first hand. To be bitten by snakes and not harmed. To stand before authorities and testify. To give up my all, so that Thee All, will be known and glorified. Seeing all that he has done for me is this too much to give?

 I look and wonder if my adventure urges are just selfish ambitions and maybe I should "settle down". People think that God's will is always against what they want and always for what they can't stand.(which for me is to "settle down", anytime soon) Not everyone wants to go into the unknown. Not everyone thirsts for adventure. Not everyone has a love for randomness and chaos.

 Me, I want to go. I want to travel. But I want it to be for God. Do what I can, when I can do it. I am young, I am single and I healthy. Why not? Go where others can't for them. Allow others to work through me and be the parts of the body they are supposed to be.

 So I dont know what I am going to do. But I pray when "it" comes, that I will have the courage to step out and do it. I was fearing the future of the unknown. But now I am stoked. If I love God, follow him and love others with all that I am. Why not?

 Africa? East Europe? Canada? Middle East? Asia?...

 Carpenter? Musician? Student? Missionary? Pastor?

 The options are limitless. All so tempting! Can I do them all? All at the same time? I have to keep reminding myself that I am only 21. But life is so short! And I dont know when it will end!

 I pray that it is all not in vanity. That it wont all be in vain. That it will be done with passion and urgency, with percission and accuracy, with love and patients, with holiness and honour, with pure joy and endurance and with faith and hope! With God as my head, with others as better then myself and with me as servant.

 So I sit here...

 And I tell you to go, to do and to be!

 To my dear loved ones, I hope to see you all soon and may God, my God and I hope your God, give you what you truly need. (i hope that all of you who read this feel as a loved one, and if not, lets get to know eachother)

Peace be with you all!

Send more workers out into the fields Lord! May your will be done! God, you are amazing and I just ask to know your love more and more and to have glimpses of your glory!

Qoute

A quicky

  So,  I'm helping teach, tutor and do whatever else in the chaos. Which is a school, under PCO (population caring organization),the organization I am with. (www.populationcaring.org)

 I am also going to Peace Cell meetings once and a while and just listening. On thursday i am going to their micro-loan project meeting and hopefully, during my stay, see the actual projects. Also visiting an art school, a counselling center and whoever invites me in.

 Pray that i will have the strength, the joy, the love and the understanding. Pray a blessing upon  PCO and its staff.

 Thanks!