Shosholoza.

South Africa is beautiful and broken country.

South Africa is my home. It always will be.

Today, we are heading over there. This morning my cousin Lindsay that lives over there called. She called to talk about something else, but our trip came up. She said to me, “People born in Africa will always consider Africa their home no matter how long they are away from here.” Yes. It will always be my home even though I have now lived in the US longer than I lived over there.

So today, I get to begin the trip home. My heart leaps every time I think about it. It’s been two years since I was there last. There is just something about being on African soil… I am heading over there with a team of 13 other people. We are going over there to share the gospel, meet the needs we can, and tell them about the one that heals every brokenness and overcomes every circumstance.

I left South Africa an unbeliever, so every opportunity to return with the truth of the gospel is exciting. I feel like I am returning to where I was once dead with life and hope. And I get to return with a group of people that are so important to my life. The girls on this trip are some of the most precious people I have had the opportunity to do ministry alongside. What an awesome opportunity.

We need your prayers. Pray for safety, protection, a smooth journey. Pray for strength, courage, and for boldness.

Pray for us as we go forward.

Pray for us as we “shosholoza”.

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