more than a month into it...

and I find myself imagining being in africa long term. this is where i love to be.
enough about the future, how about the present?

each year G*od brings me back to his character. in seeing life, death and everything else in between, i have to ask difficult questions, and now even process these difficult questions with students. death doesn't get easier as you experience it more... i think it could because we have the choice to stay soft or get hard.

there have been moments of hardening, and these moments distance me from the heart of a G*od who feels the pain of his people every moment of every day. it seems so much easier in the moment to not feel and get hard, but down the track i have realized that i miss out on the impartation of his heart-a heart of compassion, one that desires long term change, a heart that is also yearning for the kingdom of light...

we had one maternal death last week due to eclampsia, a condition unique to pregnancy, characterized by convulsions, high BP and proteinuria. we had another mother die this week. and we have had too many fetal deaths to count. but both last week and this week, a baby raised from the dead. in the midst of death, i have to cling on to the giver of life, whose heart is for life, abundantly. whose heart is that no longer would an infant live but a few days, the man who lives to be 100 hundred would be thought of as a mere youth, that women will not labour in vain. his heart is to give life and life abundantly even when an enemy seeks to kill and destroy.

draw near my friends, as we draw near to him, he is there to meet us.

i tried uploading photos, no luck. maybe next time. bless you guys, thanks for reading.