Not a day goes by, though, that I am not seized by thoughts, impressions, memories, and lessons I've experienced in Africa.
This picture (left) is from our last full day in Bangui, when I got to spend much of the morning in Sakpa village. Pastor Tizokoe and his wife are on right, and then the previous pastor's wife on the right end in yellow. Hortence, our school teacher, is on the left in the picture.
If you want to hear the fresh memories and passion from my trip, I'd love for you to listen to the sermon I preached just two days after landing in Columbus. Click here to listen.
I may continue to use this blog as a journal... just sharing some random thoughts (and not-so-random ones) about what God's doing in my life and in the world.
If you aren't currently involved in some way of helping people who are physically and spiritually poor, you are missing out, big time. It's a great opportunity to really BE a follower of Christ... and a desperately-needed contribution to anyone in need.
America is mostly financially blessed. We have too much, and we hoard too much.
Kids, parents, and grandparents really do suffer and die around the world because they can't get clean water, they can't get basic medications, or they can't get one good meal. In my mind, I had heard that stuff before. In my Africa journey, I came face to face with some of those people... some of those situations... some of those needs.
One day, I believe we will all give account to God for how we lived our lives. What did we do with all the resources we've been given?
Can we really be called a "Christian nation" when we've obsessed over our own freedoms and rights and happiness, while at least THREE BILLION people in the world live at or below the poverty level?
Yeah, Africa has messed me up good. I really hope to make some sort of difference...
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