My Heart

Psalm 16:11 - "You will make known to me the path of life; In Your presence is fullness of joy, In Your right hand there are pleasures forever."

There's a place in my heart that I cannot escape. It is broken and torn apart yet it is the place I long to be most. It is the smile of a young boy as he plays with a grocery bag he's formed into a ball. It's the desperate girl who sells herself on the streets in exchange for a loaf of bread. It's the orphaned children who wake up in the middle of the night scared, with no one to comfort them. Every story, every child, holds a piece of my heart and that's exactly where I want it to be.

God has given me a passion for the orphaned, poor and unloved. It's easy to feel sad when you look at a picture of a poor child on the streets of Africa. It's just as easy to forget that image a second later. These children are not mere stories we tell or pictures we show, they're living and they need someone to say, "I love you. You are not forgotten."

I am packing up my bags and moving to the country where this story becomes reality. I'm going back to the place I love so much because God has called me to be a part of His plan for this country. I'm going back to The Kingdom of Swaziland. I always said one day I'd move to Swaziland if a family member or my future husband were to come with me. God must have laughed when He heart me say that. I am being stripped of my crutches and learning to solely depend on the Lord. He's enough.

Please pray for the children of Swaziland; for safety, health, food, protection and guidance. And for me, as I start raising funds, that God will provide me with the opportunities to share my story.