So I’m heading back to South Africa...today. Which is just funny to say really.
Inevitably the week before the flight is always some form of craziness. It’s come to be expected. Some of my own fault, some not so much. Everything from speeding tickets to broken down airplanes to figuring out how to pack all the stuff that people send to the crew over in South Africa. It’s weeks like this that make me wish I could have a personal assistant for about a week. Not to mention the Hurricane that swept thru Houston, that has affected many of you. Including my parents who haven't had power for about 10 days now. Yikes! For those of you in Houston know that you're in my prayers.
All that to say I’m looking forward to going over. It always seems to be about both a mission and a pilgrimage. Part bringing the Kingdom of God to the planet, part bringing the Kingdom of God to my heart. Honestly I wouldn’t want it any other way. All the best things seem to be a mixture of sacrifice and joy. Perhaps that’s one of the reasons why I love Africa so much. It’s full of incredibly painful stories yet bursting at the seems with hope! I always tell people that Africa wrecks you in the best possible way.
Many thanks to all of you who give and who pray and just give a rip about what I’m up to and who I get to work with. I really couldn’t do without you guys. THANKS!!!!!
I’ll be touch. My next blog will be from the other side of the world. I’m flying on a dodgy airline so I’m looking forward to how much duct tape I manage to find on the plane.