Daughter of the King

Today is Easter my friends. I woke up sore and exhausted, having gotten back from safari last night around 1:30am, but knew that I needed to go to church. Not for the fact of saying I went to church, but because I new my heart needed to be in a place where I could worship my Lord and Savior freely in community with others. And let me tell you, church this morning did not disappoint.  The worship was on point and you could feel the Holy Spirit moving in the room. “The ground began to shake. The stone was rolled away. His perfect love could not be overcome. Now death where is your sting? Our resurrected King has rendered you defeated. Forever He is glorified. Forever He is lifted high. Forever He is risen. He is alive. He is alive! We sing hallelujah. We sing hallelujah. We sing hallelujah. The lamb has overcome.” –Kari Jobe, “Forever” There was one point while we were singing that I was so emotionally overcome that my voice was breaking. Lord knows that I needed to be in that

I might have said this before, but time here is a strange thing. Time here is different than time in America. In America, the days generally go by pretty quickly but then the weeks and months drag on. Here it's the opposite. The days here are so long (part of this may be due to the ridiculously high temperatures) but the weeks and months fly by. It's March already people! How is that possible? I feel like I only just got back to Jinja but in reality it's been almost 2 months. Sunset on Lake Victoria  There is so much work that needs to get done here in this place that it is easy to get overwhelmed. It's easy to look around at all of the people, lost and hurting, knowing that you will never get to help all of them, and question why you are here. It is easy to throw yourself so fully into your work that you forget the main reason why you are here in the first place. It's easy to make that work an idol above God. And that, my friends, is simply the devil tryin