Childlike Faith

We are winding down, folks!! Today was by far, the most enjoyable day. I mean I deeply enjoyed the other days but I love that we get to rest in the Lord today.

We gathered in a group and shared our God spotting stories with each other. Anything from a witch doctor accepting Jesus and giving up their dark spirits&trinkets, to a demon possessed person getting saved, to a blind boy getting healed, to thousands of people making a decision for Christ.
The team then split up into two; one group going home and another going on the Safari trip. I'll be honest, I was wanting to just hop in the bus and go straight home but I'm so glad I was able to stay longer. Because we went to Pastor Michael's church and it was CHILDREN CELEBRATION DAY! My oh my. This was one of the highlights on my trip. Seeing a group of thirty kids worship God and sing songs in Swahili...heart melt.

We gathered outside under this sweet little fortress. They decorated it with congas(skirt fabrics) and balloons!

Sunday School kids! :)

Worship leader - David. MUST.SQUEEZE.HIM!!!

...squeeze :)


Jared sharing with the kids.

The kids' gift to their Pastors. This silver slate is for the church's roof!

Lets play I spy...

AWWWWW, this hungry guy ate the BIGGEST bowl of food.

Pastor Michael and Christina with their beautiful family. We prayed on this land because it was miraculously given to them and they want to build a church here.

Church lasted for three hours. I will never complain of how long church is back home, especially when ours is really only an hour!! I cherished these three hours though. I love seeing children worship Jesus. There's nothing like it...I get inspired by God loving children. When you're a kid, you believe everything your parents say. It's just so much easier for kids to believe everything Jesus(as their spiritual father) says and can do. I seek for more of that radical stepping out in childlike faith everyday. That explains why I'm a Sunday School teacher back home! (btw, they got SO excited when I shared this to them). I adore my kids and sometimes I feel like I learn more from them than they do from me, baha! Anyways, as I shared I looked around at the kids' faces and said, "I love your beautiful faces worshipping our Lord. You all remind me of my Sunday School kids back home...you really are my kids now too! Thank you for loving us as we love you." We may live differently and worship differently but it's astonishing to know we worship the same God who loves us all. God is the same God in Africa as He is in America and the rest of the world. That was a Holy Spirit body slam!