Instagram Jesus. A Sequel to Bicycle Jesus.

                I wish I could make this an epic blog, but I’m not that good of a writer. There are no words that I can use to describe what I am feeling, but I’ll do my best to share my story and get you to see why I believe Jesus is awesome. This past Friday I wrote a blog about the goodness of God, and how he desires to give us great things. He doesn’t hold out on us. If you haven’t read it, or need to be refreshed please go read it, — Read More —

Bicycle Jesus.

I’m trying to figure this whole parenting thing out… Some days it’s so easy I forget that God has put me in this role, while other days I’m like what the heck is happening. My boys are good – too good, sometimes. They teach me lessons and God uses them all the time to show me stuff. Yesterday, I had to go to town… for you country folks, you know what town is. For the rest of you, it’s the slightly bigger town about 30 minutes away that has stuff besides the bare necessities. Sometimes, I just like to walk — Read More —

There is Power… just not at my house.

“There is power, power, wonder working power, in the blood of the lamb… ” Samson quietly sings as we sit by our kerosene lamp waiting for the sun to rise. It’s completely quiet except for that song… It’s 5 o’clock in the morning and in a few minutes the boys will come break the silence and the day will officially start, but for now, I’ll just listen to Samson. Samson doesn’t speak a whole lot of English. He tells me that he learned this song singing with missionaries who he joined doing evangelism in the village. I asked him what — Read More —

My Davion(s).

*If you haven’t read the article on Davion, then you need to read it before you read this. Read it here. My heart breaks for the church. It crumbles when I read articles like the one on Davion. I can just feel the Father’s heart break. As you read the article, you hear a boy cry out for a mother and father, someone to love him – anyone. He heard the church would be a good place to go, but it didn’t work out. As the church we can’t look at this particular group (church body) and have any kind — Read More —

The Week That Shook Kenya

This week actually started about eight months ago as I was helping a friend of mine deliver Bibles and devotionals to a friend of his at the hospital in Kijabe. I had no idea that I was about to meet the craziest Woman of God I’ve ever met. Mercy Ng’ang’a has been serving the patients at Bethany Kids Hospital in Kijabe for over 8  years. In her time there she has made over 400 disciples that she keeps in touch with through regular phone calls and she holds 5 conferences a year to meet with and teach them. Last year — Read More —

Outreach is my church.

Our 61 community gathers three mornings each week for times of prayer, worship, story telling, etc. Sometimes things start to get religious and we go through the motions… that’s typically when I stop going. Then when I feel like I have something to share or either I need to hear something I return. This morning I was able to do both. I was sharing with our group about living a life of worship and walking in the Spirit when John spoke up about how his church is no longer the place he goes on Sunday. “Outreach is my church,” said — Read More —

I am Afraid.

It’s true. I’m afraid. I’m afraid of a lot of things really, such as spiders and the dark. But that’s not what bothers me. What I’m really afraid of is turning 30 years old. It’s not the age that gets me but the idea that I’m running out of time. It’s somewhat of a wake up call. Let’s face it, I’ve given up the idea or dream of owning my own house and a nice truck so that’s not it. It’s not even the fact that I’m still single… It’s so much more than that. It’s knowing that God has — Read More —

I Had to Laugh…

About a month ago, we had about 45 Americans visiting with us to do ministry. It was a mixture of twenty-somethings along with their parents. It was such an amazing week seeing God move as two cultures crossed and God’s family was united. Our outreach teams built a house for a single mother who’s 50 year old plus mud hut had caved in. They saw new believers step into the Kingdom and people miraculously healed of emotional and physical pains and illnesses. As all this went on, I found myself caught in between the two cultures, both which I valued, — Read More —

The Reminder

The past few weeks have been wild… well, let me rephrase that. The past several months have been insane. The past few months have been full of transition. Physically, I’ve traveled to and from the U.S. where I was all over the place raising support, sleeping on couches and floors, and speaking at different churches every week. Upon getting back to Kenya I found a new place to live and switched homes. Emotionally/physically our team has changed. I parted ways with my best friend and his awesome wife as they were led back to the states to continue their journey — Read More —

61project: We’re Back!

Alright guys, I am trying to get back into the swing of things here in Kenya so here is my first blog update. Hopefully you were able to read Jason’s update on our day to day life. As for me, life back in Kenya has been extremely busy with a super optimistic future ahead specifically with our Isaiah Class (14-18 year olds). Our old Isaiah Class kids are back in school (Shout out to all of the sponsors! Thank you!) and are happier than ever. I can’t explain the difference in these kids from the first day they stuck their — Read More —