The First Seed

Last September I was blessed with the oppertunity not many have. To travel to Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. Our family for the previous nine months had been waiting for the approval to pick up our newest family members. It was to be my priveledge to travel with my Dad to pick them up. That is when it started. My love for Africa. What we saw of Addis was small. Our time outside of the beautiful guesthouse we stayed at was little. Yet enough, enough to plant the first seed in my heart. Up until that time I had never felt the prompting of God in a certain direction in my life. This had always caused me a great deal of distress, you know when you hit about 16 most conversations start with "So what are you going to do with your life?" Or "Have you thought about where you will go to college?" Amazingly when you answer the question wtih "I don't know God has not told me yet. " Even Christians look at you a little puzzled.


When I got home from Ethiopia it was clear, it is God's intention for me to go back.

  The Lord our God we will serve, and His voice we will obey Joshua 24:24

Truly a liberating feeling. To know a seed has been planted.