YupDate

Africa is no longer where my physical body is, but its still in my blood. My heart is still there.

I departed in a whirlwind on August 13th... Friday the 13th to be exact. I didn't cry because I didn't have time too. I didn't have time for my heart and mind to touch bases. They had been doing different things lately. I hadn't prepared myself to leave at all. It was just another day, and that's what it felt like as I was driven to the airport.
I'm hoping soon it will all set in... and I can process everything, work through what I saw and learned.... and let Liberia really get into my bones instead of just sit on my skin.

The weeks before I left Liberia I was out in villages doing VBS and follow-up. Back to back to back. I came home to Monrovia for two days, was able to pack, see some people and jump in the ocean one last time. Then out again to play with black babiesssss and teach them more about God and Jesus again up until the day before I left for America.
Danielle (new intern and new dear friend) and I bathed out in the moonlight most nights during vbs. The women in the village would heat up water for us and we'd take it in a bucket back behind the jungles arms and let loose with a bar of soap. Some of the closest moments I had with God was when I was stark nude bathing under all of His glory...and not in mine. The stars splashed the sky...no street lights, no tall buildings, no airplanes flying high above. Just the raw open black lid. As I would shower little glow lightening bugs would come dance around me while I was washing the day off. I loved them....they lit up my area so I could see better! I would sing most of the time during this euphoria... out into the night sky... all I wanted to do was sing. All I wanted to do was thank Jesus for just being alive.

We got a chance to hike up to this magnificent thundering waterfall during my last week in one of the villages!! I have a video of it I am trying to load. Hopefully it works

waving my hands like: YEAH

life has been insane. in. the. membrane.


INSANE IN THE MEMBRANE



I am just saying hello. I am running out the door to go do VBS in a village called Moramu. We tried to go there last week but the roads were so flooded we couldn't make it.

The roads are still flooded today as I type this.
But we are going to make it.

We are hiking in!!! Through the rough terrain,and snarled branches... along side the slippery snakes and hairy muulrats. Yes, wild African muulrats. They exist. With hair thick as mud and teeth sharp as Edward Cullen.
Our motto: We kill them before they can kill us.

I am excited. After this village we head straight to another community called Gbangata. I dont think I spelled that correctly at all. But sound it out, the G is silent.
We will be there til Sunday then the helicopter is picking us up. I come back to Monrovia for one week to debrief, pack up, and say goodbye to Liberia. Raise your hand if you want to throw up your own lungs...?
Oh. Me. Hands up in the air. Mehhh
I am very sad and I would say confidently I am not ready to leave yet. But this is the end.

Welp. My ride is here. Lots more to blogget about! Including that one time I got worms and they came out of my own skin.
YAy

Tootles.