The great blue dot!

The great blue dot!

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Protected Royalty

Every night I go to devotions with the children and it goes until it is dark. As I walk home alone I start to feel afraid. Not of the dark, but what might be in it. And just as I think I'm going to run for the house, someone comes to walk beside me. He is kind in every way and tells me not to be afriad, he will walk me home every night from now on. So we walk and talk and I am no longer afraid.
When I first arrived here, I had nightmares every night. Every night I prayed I wouldn't. Then one night as I was half asleep, I heard some one knocking on my front door. I didn't awnser because I wasn't sure if I had dreamt it or not. Then I was half aware of a man standing over my bed. I wasn't afraid of him, and my night mares went away. I dont think this man was the same who walks me home. I hope I know my savior when I see him.
Jesus can be hard to regonise sometimes. But we can know him if we make ourselves familiar with him. The sheep know their shepards voice. When you hear it often, you wont be able to mistake it for anyone elses.

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Hotel Rwanda

About eightteen years ago, Rwanda was split apart, by a genocide that happened here. Most of you have probally seen Hotel Rwanda. Well today I got to see the Hotel that movie is based on. If you where to look at this country now, you would not know that such an awful thing happened here. You would not see the hatred that filled the hearts of so many. All you would see, is the beauty. Of both the country and the people. What was here is now gone, replaced by love for life and pride for who they are. That is really why I named this blog the Blue Dot Blog. Because the Genocide is Rwanda's blue dot. Its all most people see when they think of Rwanda. But just like everything and everyone that has a blue dot, it is so much more.

Saturday, November 17, 2012

What can you do?

I have finished my first week in Rwanda. It is amazing to be so in love with a country. The children are so happy. The best part is, they love God with every fiber of their being. During devotion, they have awnsers that many adults wouldn't think of. When asked why they love God, they all say because he saved them. And it's true. If not for Rafiki Foundation, these children would be in bad homes or on the streets. But then, there are thousands of others still out there. Not everyone was called over sea's. And thats ok. But everyone can do a part. So the question we need to ask ourselves is, what can we do?

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Jesus Freak

I have not been able to keep up with my blog, and for that I apologize. But, now that I am back on I will tell you about my newest adventure. I said goodbye to Ethiopia and made my way to Rwanda. I didn't expect it, but I fell in love with this new place. The lush green hills, the red dirt roads, and the people who wave from the street. it is all so beuatiful. It does not make me forget my homesickness or the loneliness when I'm alone in my house. I have been trying to find a good way to describe it. Katie Davis put it perfectly in her book, Kisses from Katie.
"The Contradiction comes when I realize all these experiences and emotions are real. The happiness that gives me chill bumps is as deep as my loneliness. My sense of certainty about being exactly where God wants me is solid, but just as firm as the fact that I wonder at times what on Earth I'm doing here. The frustraton that threatens to take over on some occasions is just as deep and true as the unbound joy I feel at other times. I love my new life; I truely love it. But compared to the life I had been living, it is hard."
When I read that, I felt very encoraged. Because, even though I am only here temporarily, it is my new life. I cant go back to the way I was before I came here. Nor do I want to. I have grown in ways, I don't think I could have had I stayed and gone to college like American society believes your supposed to. I don't want to be the "Average American". I want to be a crazy, out of her mind, Jesus Freak.