Settling In

It seems I am no longer part of an Alice in Wonderland story, sliding into a new world of peculiar and exotic experiences; every sensation, taste, and smell on overload. Africa has become home for now, and each day has a rhythm and pace that is becoming familiar. Living in community doesn’t force relationship, but allows it. You experience it from the minute you wake—you cannot escape it; and why should you. You belong.









Conversation permeates almost every encounter. You welcome it like the warm breeze of midday. Passing older women or farmhands on the road or trail, working on a farm project, or sharing a meal; each of these times is fragrant and brings a simple joy. Whether a greeting in passing, (usually accompanied by a wide smile and two handed shake), wishing the boys a good day after morning devotions, or helping Rose and Steven in the dairy. Friendships grow from the rich earth of community, and the truth that all of us are grafted into the same vine. This has been a time to meditate on, and converse with God. Life is not random events without purpose, meant to frustrate or confuse us. In fact life is an opportunity to taste heaven on earth. We can experience life abundantly both in trials and celebration, when we allow God to wrap himself around us. The ebb and flow of each day begins with a cup of chai or coffee, and brief devotions with the boys before school. We gather and give thanks, offering this day to His service; seeking His wisdom, blessing and guidance. 10,000 miles and a continent away—sometimes the greatest lessons are found in unexpected ways.

July 26th